I regularly get so angry
When I think of you two
Selfish, greedy dastards
Through and through
It galls me to remember
All of those times
When you said "I'll pay you back"
And I believed all your lies...
Anger flares within me
At the way you thought to treat; me
Your loving, kind, generous mother
To you I was so sweet
But the time came when I
Could simply no longer believe
That my own precious daughter
Could be so filled with greed
And like a lamb led to slaughter
Oh how you made me bleed...
My love; it was thus sacrificed
I could finally take no more
Then it was I realised
I could only walk out that door...
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