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
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