Mother thinks that because she’s seen the tip of the ice burg,
She knows whats beneath me
Mother thinks that because she’s seen me hold myself together,
She knows that I’m strong
Mother thinks that because she makes me smile,
She knows how to fix me
Mother thinks that because I laugh,
I’m happy again
Mother,
Tell me how you know all of these things when you’ve seen nothing but
The shadow of myself I mask to keep you happy
Tell me why everything I touch turns to smithereens,
When I’m trying to hold it all together
Mother,
I’m holding it together for you,
But I just don’t know ******* how