No matter what I will always love you,
You're my pride and joy,
You're a piece of me,
You're my perfect little girl.
Dear mommy,
When did that all change,
When did I go from you're daughter,
To no one.
We have our fights,
We have our nights of silence,
We argue over on thing,
Me.
You wish I was girly,
You wish I was popular,
You wish I was a looker,
You wish I was everything you weren't.
But mother,
My dear sweet mother,
That's not me,
I'm different.
I don't like pink,
I don't cheer,
I don't like to socialize,
I don't like to be someone I'm not.
I'm not going to be popular,
I'm never going to be head cheerleader,
I refuse to become a complete and utter snob,
Only to make you happy.
If you were my mother,
You would accept me,
Not judge me,
The way you do.
What happened to the old days,
When what I said meant something,
When you loved me,
And when you were my mother.
The other day we fought,
It went to far,
I cried,
And you cried.
But mom,
What you said it stung,
No it killed me,
You're no longer my daughter.
So where's my mommy,
The one who loved me,
The one I loved,
She's gone.
