You are a true bitch
through and through
I would slit my own throat to get to you

A wake up call
For such a selfish shrew
Here's a thank you for all the shit you put me through

Cut my wrist
your always the cause
sharpen your knife
while my fingertips claw

you want me gone
so obvious you appeal
you shatter my hopes my dreams
I have nothing left thats real

Put your finger down my throat
Because you make me ill

Watch my youth disappear
the blood and anger spil

you call yourself a mother
Aha your wrong again

you've never been shit to me
especailly not my friend

I could never talk to you
afraid of anger and disprove

Nothing can fix me now.
No meds or ointment
Thanks for screwing me up
you did a fine job

Just do me a favor
Never call yourself mom
 
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