Maybe She Will

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angst, Change, life, love, poem, poems, poetry, reality, regret, relationships, sad, self help

maybe she will see more then dreamer and the poet
maybe she will never ever know it
her daughter in disguise
such the disgrace
i hang my head hold my face
ill take my lumps, pills, and meds
ill fall to sleep with dreams in my heads
ill remember all the can’t won’t in my ear
ill prove you wrong mother dear
mother maybe you will see who i really am
beside the failure without fame
your stern words and eyes full of shame
you want to break me but you never will
ill take my lumps, pills, and meds
ill fall to sleep with dreams in my heads
ill remember all the can’t won’t in my ear
ill prove you wrong mother dear
change my ways to conform or fit into a mold made for me
things don’t turn out they you want them to be
it just the way of the world fickle twist of fate
i hope you can except me for being this way
ill take my lumps, pills, and meds
ill fall to sleep with dreams in my heads
ill remember all the can’t won’t in my ear
ill prove you wrong mother dear
i  pray that you understand as i talk
fork in the road i choose a different cross walk
so mother wont you see or maybe you will
why cant you except me for the life i wish to build
ill take my lumps, pills, and meds
ill fall to sleep with dreams in my heads
ill remember all the can’t won’t in my ear
ill prove you wrong mother dear