B*****D

story to my family

I’m that b*****d son of my mother
someone that looks over and smothers
seeing if I tremble over
seeing if I stumble
seeing if I struggle
because I’m so brain-dead sometimes
I push you away from everything so I can try to make it
because of you I’m too nice too everyone else
you raised me to be the best and I don’t know
if I can be what you want me to be.
I can’t make any promises
I can’t even make anybody proud
But I try so hard even if I screw up
I get back on the saddle and never give up
you taught so much
and now I see love can be a joke.
and everybody can be provoked
now and then. In about ten years I will look back
at the adventure of starting my life.
I’m sorry if I doubted you any of you
the true ones to my heart
this my love letter that will get better.
I promise it will all get better.