Dear Mother...

You see the scars on my arms
Do you even care?
You never question, You never ask.
Do you ever wonder why they're there?

You've seen my tears roll down my face.
You've seen me self-harm.
You've even seen me take the blade
And slide it across my arm.

Don't say you didn't know
When you find me dead one day.
Don't say I didn't warn you
Cuz to you I did say:

You mother f'er, don't cry over me.
You never gave a damn about your little baby.
You let me suffer; You're letting me die,
If you find me dead one day, don't wonder why.

So mother get out of my face And leave me alone
You've never provided a place for me to call home.
You left me here drowning in despair,
You never gave a damn; You don't care.

Let me go, I'll be fine on my own.
Someday I'll find a place to call my home.
Go away, can't you see I don't need you no more.
Now I've found something to live for.

Sorry for the crappyness of this. This is not very good.