Did ever someone tell you to be strong?
Did they say seeing is believing, look no further then to yourself,
A mother will be there no matter what, it's up to you to point them out.
Mother? I look at you sometimes with different eyes, even though I don't know what you look like, do you not stand next to me or above me?
I asked my angels who do you work for?
Why weren't you there that night I needed you? My room was filled with rears, did you see me? Was I out of line?
I remember talking to you, but there was no answer. Where were you?
Do you sit at the bar? When I am there?
How often do you come, if you come at all.
Will you be with me this weekend, where can I catch you? I look towards you, and sometimes see nothing.

2000 (c) littlebean