Mom
If she's happy I can't tell
Complains we always give her hell
Comes home at 5 straight from work
And always locks her door behind her
Always calling one of her friends
Day after day it never ends.
She looks at me and I look back
I see her heart that has been cracked
Someone I knew so full of care
Now I look at her and she isn't there
She finds solace in drinking lead
A empty space inside her head
She has changed I know she has
But now she can't ever go back
I do fear that just one day
I'll grow up to be the same
With cold hands and a heart of stone
Hiding my heart that I used to own.
