Yet another day has gone by,
without any time for me,
so i could just relax,
wouldn't you agree.
you tell me you're so proud,
of who i am today,
but yet somehow i know,
those harsh words that you say.
i hear you agree with them,
when they say i did something wrong,
why are you lying about this,
you've probably don't it all along.
but if you did i would have known,
I'm not that dumbfounded,
my sister even says you'd listen to her,
even if she wanted me grounded.
i thought you were my mother,
what does that mean anyway,
because even if you tell me you would never say that,
tomorrow will end up being just like today.
