For Mumsey,

So again its my fault now?
What the baloney?
Was I being a cow?
I shouted at you,
Because I couldn't take no more.
What the hell, mum?
You've made my feelings sore.
You were the one who said that I'd done bad.
You made me cry,
The opposite from glad.
Just chill out mum, stop what you're saying.
It hurts already, I don't need another slaying.
I admit, I did shout at you
In a disrespectful way,
It's just what you do,
I hope tomorrow you'll be okay.
You made me so mad,
I usually have a level head
It makes me sad,
The way you ran to bed.
I guess what I'm saying is that I feel regret
For the things that I said.
I hope tomorrow we can forget.
Because I will love you even if you're an a-hole.
Please, mum I love you,
You grew me and gave me a soul.
And I'm sorry it's what I do.

xxxxx