Mother im sorry,
That the child you rose wasn’t the flower you intended,
That my naivety and innocence too soonly ended,
That your brains weren't passed on,
My thoughts take too long,
That my best isn't yours,
My ideas they are flawed,
And the dream child you dreamed of wasn’t me.
Unconditional love has a timer,
A soon ending reminder,
And an expiry date you selected,
With us it's just two,
Im doing the best I can do,
You're not the easiest of people to understand,
But I shouldn’t have to feel,
So judged and unwanted,
Walking from one room to another,
Now I'll live and get older,
Without your weight on my shoulder,
Always looking me over,
And deciding if you like what you see.