have some respect to the woman that raised your child
man up and stop being a little bitch
I swear all you do is whine and moan
but still I wish you called my phone once in a while
the tears I have shed alone in my bed all because of you
or the lack there of
your words hit me like bullets
call me deceased
I wish I could say to you
please, be there for once
please, just show up
please put down your guns
ill never be the same, never be normal, because of you
