I might always be sad
When I remember you
And how you don’t love me
How you’ve treated me
But I’ve got to stop thinking of myself as a victim
Because I’m not
I’m a survivor
I shouldn’t miss you
All the things you put me through
But I do
You’re still my mother
At one time, my survival was dependent on you
At the time, you couldn’t wait to meet me
But that’s over
Even though you don’t miss me
I’ll forever miss the good times I had with you