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Mother, please, open your eyes.
Look behind my mask of lies,
Don’t tell me that you haven’t hurt my cries?
You know, I once said true goodbyes.
I’m not who you think I am,
I doubt that you understand,
I really don’t believe that you can,
I’m not even sure that you give a damn.
You always seem to let me down,
And watch as my smile becomes a frown,
A useless freak, I’ve become a clown,
I muffle sobs so that you can’t hear the sound.
Accept me for who I am, please,
I’ll even beg, down on my knees,
I would do that all with such ease,
If you do, it’d be one of the best memories.
I know you think that I am strange,
But I don’t really want to change,
I don’t want it to be me that is re-arranged,
But I guess these hopes are out of range.
I want you to look at me and smile,
Tell me you care and you know that I’ll
Be glad that it’s been worth the while,
Mother, don’t forget that I’m your child.