Your life is stained with cigarettes and whiskey,
Drunken calls late at night to tell me that you miss me,
You like to think we'll take you back,
But we'll leave you drowning in a bottle of Jack,
Family? You don't know the word,
We're better off without you,
Because Susan you'll never learn.

Sit back down and I'll tell you a story,
About how you've ****** up and never said sorry,
About how you said you'll always be here,
But it was the bottle of ***** whispering in your ear,
Feeding you words to say out loud,
Telling me how you were always proud,
Are you even aware of what you say?
All slurred and blurred as your mind decays,
Deluded,
Always secluded,
From the place you're meant to call reality,
Psychotic,
Idiotic,
Blinded by your negative morality.

Susan my dear, you're just another cavity,
Another gaping hole in what was supposed to be your family,
You chose to cower and hide away,
From your past that caused so much pain,
Take a trip down memory lane,
Just face the guilt and face your neglect,
Because thanks to you it had a nasty effect,
On those I adore and cherish everyday,
At least we have realised old habits never change.