I've always been lost but now I find.
What I've hidden away in my mind.
My mother's voice rings from the kitchen,
Cursing yelling, PMS in`.
She hates me one minute then the next:
she wants me to lover her and forget the rest.
I can forget the pain, the tears and the blood.
I can forget how she messed me up.
At night I lay in my bed..
Wishing to forget everything she's said.
I think of how sweet she sounded, but how mean she could be.
But even though I can forgive I can't get rid of the scars that show on me.
My heart now pours free.