My momma taught me how to swim, But I don't know why I am drowning now Drowning in my own sea of tears Caused by my untold sad stories Of the past that keeps on haunting me, Of the present which tames me into the "supposed-to-be" And of the future which pressures me to be prepared upon.
My momma taught me not to cry whenever someone hurts me, But how can I not When my enemy is myself? I constantly open my flesh using the silver metal And the metallic smell of blood makes me feel alive As the searing pain roar me to life How can I not cry?
My momma taught me how to help others That I shouldn't be selfish That I should adhere to other people's rules But how can I help them, When I can't even help myself from tearing apart? From killing myself slowly? How can I?
My momma taught me to never surrender But momma, you never asked my state right now
Why are you crying? Your tears continuously fall on the glass of my coffin Momma, your make up is smearing across your face
Momma, momma The real you! The real you is revealed Without those make up, your dark circles showed up And a tear on your lips became visible!
Momma, momma I know that dad was beating you too That's why I chose not to rely on you because I don't want to add up to your burdens. Momma, I love you good bye.