Dear Mother

you don't know me

you can't see

anything you've got to say

let it all lay

I don't want to hear it

otherwise I'll have a fit

leave it to you to misunderstand

its not like you'd even be able to comprehend

you judge me when I least expect it

then don't understand when I say your a piece of shit

I hate that you have this power over me

I'm going to flip out and lose my iron self-control

I'll end up on parole

and then you'll be pissed

I'll make you pay

for everything your going to say

try and break me

you'll never be able to

don't say I didn't try to warn you