Interlude

Will I ever see my mother smile She's never been truly happy and I've known that for awhile Looks are deceiving But Behind the screen we grieving Too much giving and never receiving Now look at us Nobody can give a f*ck But we aren't asking for attention But now that you mention It's not to hate Or to mitigate I just have certain approaches To all of you fucking roaches Because time after time I gave love to the ones who wronged me the most I always kept it real but it was only seen as a joke But look at it from my perspective My life is a living hell Who would ever listen Who can I actually tell Everyone I thought I had Has already bailed Now where is everyone that I could count on They set for sail