My Mother

I plan my steps moment by moment,
Minute by minute, and day by day when lucky,
Tormenting myself with fears that are nothing,
I calm myself by crying.

I worry about every little thing,
I'm in pain, depressed, and pissed off,
Losing my mind, going insane,
I'm paranoid, desperately needing help.

I was caught so many times yet so few,
Though each time, the gods have had mercy,
I was quite fortunate to have their help,
I must never get caught again.

At times mom is right, I am lucky,
Sometimes she's nice, but she has many sides,
My friends only see her good side,
But I see them all.

So many lies have been told,
But then the truth always comes out,
About the false lives we live,
And the habits I can’t break.

Maybe someday she will see,
this is what she does to me.