Please dont hate me mom

Mom, I know that I dont treat you as well as I treat dad

And that I always yell at you like a street lad

You pretend to be irritated and mad

But it shows that youre actually really sad

Especially when you run to your room and shut the door

And cry while you drop to the floor

I hear your cries increase more and more

But theres nothing I can do but ignore

Since I know you wouldnt want me to know

For that would make you feel uncomfortable and low

I always promise myself to start treating you well

But when my anger starts to swell

I forget about the promise and start to yell

I know that its my fault that youre never calm

And that its me who causes your tears to explode like a bomb

But please dont hate me mom...