If this is the end
I’ll go out with a bang
You won’t shut me down
Ruin my name
I’ll do what I need to
To survive
Even with
You weighing my sides
You think you’ve won
But I’m just playing
This waiting game
I’ll show up soon
At your door
And say
Don’t pretend
You’re a mother
Mothers are kind
Don’t pretend
You’re wronged
You’re ignorant and blind
Don’t pretend
You’ll see me again
I’m done with you
But all of this aside
You should get yourself together
Try to remember what matters
Chose some priorities
That aren’t about yourself
And then maybe
Just maybe
I’ll be back around
But probably not
This is goodbye
I want all my stuff
This is goodbye
Let’s pretend you were enough
Hopefully that speech
Will open your eyes up