VIII

You're more and more stranger than I've seen before
I know you're my mom but when I look in your eyes,
"Vacant and stained",
All I see is you're sick, and I'm counting the days
Praying they'll be one where you're feeling fine
You're suffering, I'm watching your soul waste away
It's crazy how you're so incompetent, so loopy,
Yet you still think you know it all, that hasn't changed
And you always say you love me
But it's hard to spend time with you and not contemplate death
Because you're hardly able to contemplate
And you barely know me like I barely know you
I'm missing my mom, you're already gone
Hurry, wake up before one of us dies
Because even my birthday comes as a surprise
Even my father is turning away to cry
Every single day one part of us dies
With the cells in your brain we don't know how to tame
And I'm running from you because I can't take the pain