My mother is a nightmare
a psycho
and i dont care
where i came from
how Ive been
A chart of every little sin
I'll go to sleep
or run away
I'll sleep until my brain decays
so memories just cease to be
of every day thats her and me
didnt know i was writing a poem just thoughts
and then it just happened to make an interesting poem.. so yeah. i hate her.
then we grow up
live far away
but why
she just loves you
& wants whats best
& will not rest
till your safe from all the evil.
love!!
whamwham my mommys mean
comeon
grow up
move out
no point crying over this
i was bored so shut up
gosh
whats gotten into you
:p