Now that my baby's gone,
I can starve myself once again.
I'll drink all I want,
Get mad and call my mother a cunt.
- Why do I do that?
Put her through all that crap?
She was probably excited I was born.
When she first saw me- her heart warm.
Her as excited about a child as I was.
I don't understand why I never understood that, maybe just because.
Just because I never cared,
Now that I know
I can't possibly bare.
What I turned out to be,
Now I've opened my eyes- I can see.
What a horrible person I was,
Just because.
... Now that I know how it feels to expect a child
Maybe I'll calm down and not be so wild.
Maybe I'll give my mother the chance she wanted,
To be a good mother, I took that from her, Now I'm forever taunted.
