Mother

I tripped, fell and hurt my knee
You quickly ran to comfort me
When I was worried you dried my tears
Washed away all my deepest fears

Warm, nursing, calm and forgiving
You were my hero among the living
It was you and me, no one other
Is how my friends describe their mother

Disconnected, distant and cold
That's the woman who fashioned my mold
I've always been the family's black sheep
Told to fit in and take the leap

With no one there to catch your fall
Your not that likely to jump at all
Roof over my head and food on the table
I wanted love, but you weren't able

I know ghosts were tormenting you
But being ignorant is not being true
Now I do what you did too late
Paying your dues, opening the gate

Its up to me now to make amends
Cause it's with me this whole thing ends
Pushing my limits, the things you neglected
Making my son feel proud and respected