Mama,
you hurt my heart.
Who are you?
You've gone away.

Mama,
I wanted to be just like you.
But not now.
Not these days.

Mama,
why are you drinking,
before my game,
before you work?

Mama,
why are you so selfish,
making everybody hurt.
I don't even know you these days.
You're not the same
with the games you play.

Mama,
I wanted to be strong like you.
But for now...

I'm just through.