Anger

What if I am supposed to call you mother
That you are my blood
That I am your son
If this is true
Why do you not act like it

Why do say such things
That I don't know what the world is
That cause I look how I do
I am not real
That I am who I am
I am not a person

THAT I AM LOWER THAN SCUM
that I am not your child
That I am this demon
THIS ULCER EATING AWAY AT YOUR SOUL
this version of reality

Something that you hate
Something that your spurn and burn
Why must call I you family
I have never felt that you have been as of late
As I down this whiskey I think of the past
How you have never been my mother
All I have done is nothing to you
Cause I am not who you want me to be

That I am the scourge of the household
The black sheep
as if I have never KNOWN that
or FELT that
or SEEN that
I LIVE that
I AM that

I am what I made myself
I am stronger than you ever think
I am destroyed by the face I have no one to call mother
I feel that I have no family
That FRIENDS have taken your place
FRIENDS are my HEART
Strength when I have had none
LOVE when I was low
and someone to pick me up out of the gutter at a time like this
But no
You are not my mother
You are not my blood
You are just another person in this world
That hates me and judges me
Now I wish I could just run away forever
Never to look at that face of yours
Cause in the vacant eyes all I see is hate
Well the hate is returned and it will always be there
I will never FORGET how you treat me