Years ago when I was younger
I never received a lot of hugs from my mother
I didn't know that it was the beginning
Of these cold dark feelings
Before I left for military school to get away
I hung around the wrong crowd you could say
They had sex, did drugs and smoked a lot
But I kept my head straight and didn't smoke the pot
My (ex) step dad was a fakking drunk
My mother always saying he doesn't know what he wants
After a few months dreading the evening nights
I finally lost it and started to break stuff
A few months more and I was shipped off to my special 'rehab'
Not knowing what was to come or the thoughts I had
It was my Heaven it was my Hell
But those ten months it was special
Coming back to this place made me realize
How stupid I was before these thoughts materalized
My brother had become head of the family
He tried to steal it from me so in the wall bashed his head
He decided to p!ss me off on a day that was special to me
Dear God you existed back when I believed in your being
Explain to me why my mother loves him more
Is it because he's a Christian of sort
I never noticed the signs that she didn't care
All this hatred I dread to bear
I hate feeling left out, hate being treated like a glass doll
But I want her love most of all
No matter how many times I dreamt of her death
I'll miss when she cared back when
Do you love me now mom?
Do you like what I've become?
Do you hate your little girl?
When to me you were my world
Anger returns every time you say I should've gone back
You tell every goddamn person, respect you lack
What about you fakking all your boyfriends
Preaching your morals, religion, and marriage, mother?
Explain to me why you won't look me in the eyes!
Explain to me why you continuously lie!
Explain to me why you hate my being?
Explain to me why you don't love me?
Is it because of my beliefs?
You said I could dream whatever I wanted to be
Is it because of my changing through these five years?
All you have to say if you don't want me here
You said I should always be myself
You just want me one thing and nothing else
You hate what I know!
You hate what I love so!
You hate what I am!
You hate me, just fakking say it!
Dear Mother,
Why do you love my brother?
I hear you on the phone bragging about your son
And hate even mentioning me
Dear Mother,
Why do you love my brother?
When he has done nothing, and I have of all sorts
Dear Mother,
Why couldn't you love me more?