Mom, Dad,
Why'd you choose drugs?
You chose that over us,
But in the end you got bust,

You know what?
I feel like trash,
Just writing this down,
But I have to get this out...

I love you,
I honestly do,
But sometimes you make me wanna puke,
Part of me wanna say "OD"
Nobody will even care,
To find your names in the obituare...

But it will make another tear,
You said you'd get better,
So we can all live a life together,
But here I am 17,
I had to teach myself everything.

Dad, you could've taught me how to use the D,
But I guess it came naturally,
Mom, through all the heart breaks,
You coulda taught me to be better,
Instead I went Bitter.

Somewhere along I took a wrong turn,
All I wanted was to smoke a burn,
Never thought I would turn,
And be part of your urn.

That was disgusting,
Who I was becoming,
I fought back,
To get on track,
But I can't change the past.

Not a day goes by when I don't think of you,
And all this **** you put me through,
I Hate You!
Everything you do,
You always think about you,
*******!
I LOVE YOU!!
I'm through...