Mom
I don't know how you can be so strong...

I hate the way this feels
This emptiness inside...

Your face is muscular
Your body's pretty tan...

Staring at you
down the hall...

I'm tired of torture,
I'm tired of pain...

You make me want to,
rip you to shreds...

Darkened in her room,
she climbs out of bed...

I really miss the scent,
on your clothes...

I hate this pain.
This loneliness...

Hello David,
my best friend...

I've been left here to suffer.
I've been left here to cry...

Daddy's little girl,
Stands here so strong...