Yes, mother, I love you, But does this mean, I put everything above you?
No, mother, it doesn't. Sometimes you just need to see, I NEED to be me.
I'm aware that you're hurting too, but it's not my job to fix you.
It's not yours to fix me either, just quit trying. Because honestly,
I'm sick of seeing you crying.
It's not you're fault, and there's nothing you can do.
I am me. and always will be.
You're simply over thinking it all,
You're never going to change me.
How many times, mother, do I have to say who I am?
You gave birth to me, and raised me,
Can't you see, I'm just me?
Nothing you do now, will change what happened then,
Nothing I kill now, will have life again.
I kill it so I don't have to see it.
I kill it so I don't have to feel it.
I kill it so I don't have to BE it.
I kill the pain.
I kill the tears.
I kill the fears.
I kill the failure.
I'd kill you too, but I do believe someone loves you.
[This is free style. It doesn't always rhyme, but I do believe it has some good flow. Anyway, please keep in mind FREESTYLE. I do think Walt Whitman was a genius.]
