Battered

I always wondered why,
Things went so wrong in my life,
My mother went to prison,
Before I reached the age of five.

I never fully understood,
Why my mom kept going back.
Why she was addicted,
To drugs like speed and crack.

It tore me into pieces,
I thought she didn't care.
I thought she loved the drugs,
That's why she wasn't there.

She told me that she loved me
She promised she was out.
And then she's back in prison,
She lied without a doubt.

So many broken promises,
So many years without a mom.
So many nights I cried,
Surprised I've made it so long.

What is a girl to do,
When her mother isn't there?
Living with her grandma,
Cause her father doesn't care.

Her parents got divorced,
Because all they did was fight.
Scream and yell and hit each other,
Every single night.

They told me I would hate her,
But I told them I could never.
She may not be the best mother,
But I'll love her forever.

My childhood was battered,
Torn apart at the seams.
Because drugs hurt your family,
Your world and your dreams.