I know who you are, I know what you hide, I know what you do, But I can't understand why. I know the truth, About the drugs, I know the names, of the men you ******. I know you're back in rehab too, And this is why, I'm done with you. I know you lie, You've lied to me. A thousand times now, It's plain to see. You take care of kids, That aren't even yours. Yet, you're not a mother, Behind closed doors. You're "The ****" That sleeps around. "The one" they say "who's been around town." The one who cheats, On the ones she "loves", The one who's sent many babies, To our god above. I know the truth About that too Kidney stones? Yea, caused by who? These are only Just a few Of the things I wish I could say to you.
Written to my birth mom after I found out about her having another abortion. That makes a million.