Why mammy?

Tijdje geleden voor mijn ma geschreven, toen ik haar nog wou vergeten, maar de liefde is haat geworden en ik kan haar niet meer vergeven...


This is getting complicated
I thought it was my dad, that I always hated
It makes me so confused

I feel tortured and abused



Sometimes mammy, you’re so nice to me

And you let me see

How to survive
in our miserable life
But why do you change so quickly
From nice and friendly
To a selfish and sarcastic bitch?



So then you make me cry

You leave me alone with a lie

The lie of you

What ever I do

You say you’ve got regret

But sorry, I can’t forget
All those things you said to me

Mammy don’t you see?
you hurt me
again and again

Every now and then



Sometimes I can’t stand this feeling anymore
I wanna go should and hit the doors

So I go to bed
you made me so sad



So the other morning you act like nothing happened

That’s pretty shitty you know

I should feel great HOHOHO
sorry I can’t forget
All the things you said


There is a nice and sweet you
But there’s a bitch too

Geeezzz,
Is it all the stress?

Or is it More or less?


Sorry mammy
I never wanted to see
How you cry
How hard you want to die

Think life is nothing more
than one big lie

I want to be there for you

Really true

Maybe you hurted me many times

But my wishes are caught in rhymes

I wish one day you’ll see too

That what you do

Isn’t right

But I do not see good things in sight



I wish I could help you
help you true

Al the dark days

When I see pain on your face



But whatever you do is screaming
no no no, I ain’t dreaming

The time, we can’t rewind

But please, leave’ the past behind



Mammy I still luv ya

daaaaaah
How mean you do

still I don’t hate you



but please stop hurting me

Please stop and see

That I’m not the cause of your miserable life

Maybe it’s because you’re daddies’ wife?
He ain’t the most terrific dad
but after all, he ain’t so bad



I wish this pain could stop

But is isn’t only m job
Let’s work together on it
Like we once did

Like a family

I no longer see

Is it all what we see or seem
Than life within a dream?


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