I’ve come to say I hate her;
The one who gave birth to me.
I’ve come now to despise her;
The one who claims to love me.
You’d think I’d have no reason;
But I’ve got one too many.
The enormity of treason
Is just as bad as any.
I thought I’d never hate;
And it hurts me to feel so.
But I guess that’s part of fate;
And it’s time for me to go.
The past is always with me;
And so is my brain.
But if I let it haunt me;
I will remain in pain.
The tissues have run out;
And so must the tears.
One thing I’d like to shout;
THANKS FOR STOPPING ALL MY GEARS.
