I Was A Mistake (To My Mother)

As she picks up the blade,
she tries not to cry,
for all the words her mother said,
she's worthless and wants to die.

She stares into the mirror,
one more tear to cry,
places the blade on her wrists,
screaming, screaming good bye.

Her mother once said,
that she was a mistake,
told her not to call her mom,
theres no more she can take.

She listens and cries,
thinking of just how deep.
deep enough to make me dizzy,
or just put me to sleep.

She starts carving in her arm,
a word she has always heard.
She starts crying the tears,
from her mother's word.

She lays in bed starting to drift away,
everyone thinks this is all fake,
but when her mother walks in
she'll read on her wrist,
...I was A mistake...