This is something I wrote to and for my mother.
The door blocks you,
From the truth.
The number cuts you,
From the youth.
Your time was then,
My time is now.
You won't always be here,
To tell me how.
The barrier is there,
The wall is built;
Our relationship is tinged,
With pain and guilt.
I love you, Mom,
I really, truly do.
I just wish you'd stop trying,
To make this about you.
This is mine alone to deal with,
This is my load to bear.
Leave this to me,
No matter how much you care.
Just leave me alone.
Just let me be.
I am the only one,
That can set me free.
I don't deserve your love.
I don't deserve your touch.
And what I ask of you,
Really isn't that much:
Just forget about me.
Move on with your life.
I don't want to cause you,
Any more fearful strife.
Please forgive me,
If I seem rushed.
But I am a song,
That cannot be hushed.
I am leaving today,
For the good of you all.
No, you love me too much.
You won't let me fall.
Your zeal is unfailing--
An ever-ringing chime.
But, please, I assure you,
I'm not worth your time.
Please, I'm begging you:
Just let me go.
I won't hold you back.
I must let you grow.
I love you, Mom,
And that will never change.
But please take the time,
Your priorities, rearrange.
I'm selfish and thoughtless,
Stupid as can be.
And it kills me to know,
You're crying for me.
So just please move on.
Forget about this.
There are things going on,
You can't afford to miss.
I'm sorry for everything.
It's all my fault.
I'm sorry for bringing,
Your life to a halt.
So now just forget.
And I'll just get going.
I'm already running;
With no chance of slowing.
