a mom email

a mom email
nothing special
just more bitching
really what the hell
i try to make this work
but she makes it so difficult
apparently you can't say the wrong word
hypocrisy is the house she built
it strange to have such back n forth
with a lady who caused such pain
cut my hair then recieved the treament
bow my head in shame
they smile gleefully and rubbed hands satisfied
they'd managed to hit their mark
and over time the soul drained
my life lost it's spark
but now i've got something back again
something with which i can do much
and she can only see herself in the mirror
hiding behind lies as a crutch
but we'll move out either way
and she'll lose her chance on me
relationships are a choice
and aren't based on infinity
she'll find i'm gone and perhaps be sad
and that'll be well earned
you can't force a relationship
especially with people you've spurned
the tears and tales are wearing me down
you wear your ignorance like a bubble
hide yourself from any personal problems
under canopy you huddle
but its honestly a waste of time
she gives us a bad vibe
and while i'm giving her the grace of the moment
she's not of my tribe
the hair shun and side talk
all's taken toll
and i'm older now not acting their slave
pains made me bold
so here we sit facing bright future
with darkness in our past
and if she doesn't tread carefully
this relationship won't last