your suposed to be a mom.
i wish you loved me.
i wish you cared.
i wish you thought of me..
&& wanted me there.
i dont know what went wrong..
thoughts of you replay like a song.
i wont take the blame for this.
im the one you should miss.
how do you look in the mirror?
dont you ever have the fear,
that you wont see my anywhere?
thanks for showing me just who you really are.
i hope all those cuts && bruises wont leave a scar.
no matter what.. your still my mom.
even tho our relationship exploded like a bomb.