*One last time
I had to look back
I had to have
My very last glance
She was my mother
And I loved her
Earnestly
Faithfully
I know
She fed me
I know she cared
I know sometimes
She wished I wasn't even there
We could hold the grudge
For as long as you seek
But Momma,
Aren't you supposed to love me?
I desire your blessings,
I yearn for your fondness,
Momma how can you not see?
Your daughter is not what you believe,
I have become a waste
Somebody's worst day
But you don't even bother
If I leave or if I stay*