Why?

Why do you do that?
hit me that way,
it was never like this,
not since mum went away.

When she left,
you fell apart,
your not the same,
with a broken heart.

sometime i wish,
i had left to,
gone away with her,
i'm so tried of you.

You blame me,
for her leaving that way,
for surviving the accident,
which took her away.

Its wasn't my fault,
neither of us saw,
the car coming the other way,
breaking the law.

She might have gone,
but i am here,
looking at you,
i'm so full of fear.

your not the same,
why did you change?