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by tragic May 22, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Dear Mom, The shouting The screaming The pouting Have no meaning Im Sorry for everything I've caused I just want us to be happy But you just want me to go How can we ever be a family? The only time We communicate Is when we fight We make eachother go crazy Were unhealthy to one another As a baby You rocked me back and forth like the tree top of the grandmother willow But now I try to rest my head on my soaken pillow Times like these Make me want to die The things we say to eachother make us cry Why I ask Why? Why does it have to be this way? What have I done? What has happened to us? The Love Drowns Under confused waves of anger As this Mother and her son Become lost strangers