Dear Mother,
Your children are ******* dying
We your kids spend too much time walking the fine line and falling to one side
The pain, never any gain
Dead ends, dead friends
This is not your fault, this is our own
Our mentors being drug addicts or dead never influenced us to do much good,
and I'm sorry we never told you
About our struggles, never talked much about anything
I'm sorry I can't decide wether or not I love you
I'm sorry we don't love ourselves
You worked hard to create greatness but oh god we really ****** up along the way