May 14th, 2018
Two minutes after midnight
and I'm all alone, finally a little delight
These five kids that make me smile
Create the depression I hide in the pile
Mother's day, what a joke
A small bbq and a cherry coke
Me yelling and just getting upset
No one listens and I fill with regret
Not one picture was taken
Not one memory was there for the makin
Clean the toy room
Act right and use the broom
Yesterday was supposed to be for me
And I did miss Church because you let me sleep in clearly
But yesterday was not my day
But really what place am I in for me to say