Momma
my momma always told me
that i'd meet a boy like you,
but what momma didn't tell me
was what to do
i didn't know it'd hurt this bad
i didn't know i'd cry
i didn't know you'd walk away
or that you didn't care
momma said the day would come
when a boy comes into my life
"treat him right,
and remember how you were raised."
what momma didn't know
is you momma didn't tell you the same
