Why mum?

Everyword i say to you, i have to think it through
Everyword i say to you, is never ever true
Spears of my depression and anger slice through my air
I try to remannisse about the times you where there
kisses and hugs when where these? im trying to track
All the loving you gave me is now something you lack
i guess i am alone when family
is involved
my emotions forever changing i guess they have evolved
and now i am sat writing as a way to shead my tears
i guess you could say im sitting, think about childhood years
this poem is about my mum and how i use to care.
this poem is a cry for help ,something i thought i would share.