You have no respect for my space,
You have no respect for my choices,
And you anger me to agape.
Youve always called me ugly,
Youve been disrespectful and uncouth
And Ive had enough of you,
Youve scarred me and maimed me in my youth.
You complain to all and sundry,
You are always bickering, lying and angry
And I dont trust you with my heart
As youve mutilated it on many bends.
You may be my mother, but you are not my friend
And this is The End.
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