Mommy...

Why?

Why do you hate me so?
Why is it your never here?
Why did you do all of those drugs?
Why did you go to jail, and say that your sorry for not being there for us when it was your fault to begin with?
Why can't you stop what your doing and start over?
Why do you help others when you can't even help yourself?

What?


What pleasure do you gain when you cut yourself?
What do you think of yourself when you look in the mirror?
What makes you makes you think that you aren't forgivin?
What makes you think, that your alone in the world when you can always come to me?
Mommy... What your doing to yourself in wrong... Stop it before you kill yourself...
-Darlene