Dark thoughts race through my head again,
my demons are back to haunt me like unwanted friends,
a disappointment that's all I am,
I have nothing left in Me,
I've done all I can.

Dear mother hear me now,
try and understand that i just want to make you proud.
All i seem to do is let you down,
why can't you see the person that I am.

The scars on my arm run deeper than you think,
they tell a story of the darkest secrets that i keep.
So many times I've needed a mothers hug
So many times I've wanted a mothers love