My fist clenched from putting up a fight
Dreaming that shes running after me
Blood dripping from her hands, I see
Flashes of knives ripping through her skin
then pointing it towards me as if I was her biggest sin
Realizing that Im not dreaming
Its reality no matter how hard cringing
Telling me all of what I haven't done
"Your a failure! But look at you, that's a given"
Always pulling me close just to push me away
One day it will stop, is all I can pray
While I cry tears, she pays no remorse
Its her world, I just live in it...of course!
I thought I was someone she was supposed to protect
But in her eyes never will I be perfect
Why does she treat her baby this way?
"I Love You..".Isnt that what shes supposed to say?