anger granted upon my shoulders
burns hotter than any hellfire
from the scars of my deadbeat father
and my victimized mother
give me a second, let me mold her
i'm building a fucking empire
i'll care for her like no other
bathe her, love her, give her supper
she deserves it for her path
had been littered with sticks,
glass and family's bones
yet she's still standing
you do not want to feel her wrath
kindness isn't in the mix
calm her down with some scones
she will forever appreciate the caring.
