No mother ever loved her child like mine

And what I realize now makes for a difficult time

We try our best with good intents but it's trial and error

Now we're left digging into ourselves for our terrors



I was not the most picked on kid

But I sure hate a lot of people for a lot of things they did

Sometimes I think I'm still controlling the damage

That could drive me into realms of thought so savage



Serenity

I must decide on my serenity



Some I love have now died

I won't regain those moments replace the times I didn't try

To be to them what I feel I should have been

Sometimes dreams just turn out to be dreams



And some things that were done to me

I know I turned around and I did to someone else

Who might now be hating or forgiving me

I have a Lord to follow I begin by forgiving myself