Lyrics

I never meant to bruise you, Mom, but these words explode on my tongue,
Your eyes show fear of the storms I stir whenever our nerves get strung,
Dad never cared, vanished somewhere, left you juggling two shifts,
Fired again when my trouble flared, heartbreak sinking your gifts,
You used to hurl cups in anger, glass shards echoing your pain,
Now you’re fighting that urge, though my voice still snaps the chain,
I’m on my fifth school, pushed out of four with each meltdown I spark,
No lies in my lines, but my honesty strikes its mark,
Curiosity hounds me, fueling outbursts I can’t keep tamed,
While you soldier on, bracing for backlash whenever I’ve inflamed,
I’m trying to be good, swear I don’t want you losing more ground,
Yet each time I slip, your boss flips, and pink slips circle around,
You bury your tears at night, hoping I’ll calm my force,
I see regret in your eyes, wishing I’d choose a gentler course,
Dad’s shadow lingers, reminders of all that he let go,
But you stand firm, forging hope out of chaos only we know,
I catch you clenching your fists, then releasing them with a sigh,
You’re learning not to throw objects, though at times I see you try,
My temper’s a loaded gun, triggers jammed with leftover hurt,
Your patience a lifeline, though my rage still grinds you to dirt,
We both break from the stress, fighting blame that weighs like stone,
Yet you keep me afloat despite the cracks in your backbone,
Every new job starts fresh, then ends the moment I blow,
Principal calls, you race to calm me—still, the tension might show,
I’m climbing step by step, even if I trip on my flaws,
At least you’re not slinging plates, braving storms without pause,
I can see your progress bloom, no more smashed frames on the floor,
We both yearn for fewer battles, a peace we cannot ignore,
You taught me resilience, showed me love is stronger than sin,
Despite Dad’s absence, you pinned our hopes on a bright new begin,
I’m sorry for the burdens, sorry you have to endure
My words like shards in your spine, though your heart still beats so pure,
No lies here—I cut straight, maybe deeper than I should,
But I’m working to channel truth with a calmer kind of good,
I vow to keep building, bridging these rifts that weigh us down,
Watching your tears fade as we rebuild this shattered town,
Yes, I’m on school number five, but I’m fighting to survive,
Trying to muzzle my anger so we can both truly thrive,
One day, we’ll stand unshaken, far from the wreckage behind,
And you’ll see I traded these harsh words for a love unconfined,
Till then, I hold you closer, promise not to let you bleed,
You’re all I have, and I refuse to feed the pain you don’t need.