The worst day of the year
To "celebrate" the person supposedly held "dear"
I despise this with the passion
I hate her stupid fashion
The way she breathes
The way she reads
I hate every single one of her "needs"
"Do this" and "do that"
Get up and do it yourself! No wonder you're so fat!
She yells at me, gripes me, nags at me, whatever!
I wish I was 18 so I could be rid of her forever!
Why did they create this idiotic day in the first place?
To show her that I "love" her in any way, at any pace?
No. I shouldn't have to endure this painful day every year.
It's about as bad as her birthday! If you give her anything or nothing she still sheds stupid tears!
But it's okay. Right? It's just another day?
Why not try and be happy for her, have a smile on my face, and try to act gay.
Unfortunately, that's all it's gonna be, an act in a play.
God I wish I could fast forward to a later date in May.
That way I wouldn't have to celebrate the worst 24 hours of the year.
Mother's Day.
