My Mother has been gone 15 years
The only thing that’s gotten better is the tears
Some times I know How it feels
I went from a place that loved me No matter what
Then it became we don’t love you wtf
I don’t know where I’m going
But I’m trying to make it with nothing left
I’m trying to make it but it’s not easy
Sometimes I’m make it look easy breezy
But it’s never been
I never had that win
But in a sense when you’re fighting someone with nothing to lose
You always loose even the booze
Some piece is gone
I keep trying to finish the puzzle
Most days I’m wearing the muzzle
