Hey Mom

(Nikki Gillespie)

The tumultuous, more common that you may think, mother-daughter relationship... This mom and kid pair decide that maybe it's best for them to cut ties...and express that just because they have the title "Mom" "Daughter" doesn't mean that they can't walk away because they can... And without guilt! They owe nothing to no one but themselves.

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Hey Mom 
Ya think it's sad we haven't talked in over a year? 
I mean I'm good with everything 
My conscience is clear 
 
 Doesn't matter if we're related  
 or how we're created 
 A title doesn't make us sacred 
 We can peel off the label 
 And if things change later, we 
 can always tape it… 
 
 So many 
 So many 
 Sooo many years… 
 
So many years we carried a heavy load 
Guess we finally got tired ‘n put us in a bag on the side of the road 
We steered clear and without veering or looking in the rearview mirror even 
shifted gears ‘n hightailed it outta there 
Maybe kept us a few blocks away 
 …just in case we wanted to 
 swing by…  
 pick it up ‘n give us 
 another try…  
 …another day, maybe… 
 just knowing it's near… 
But it's not like somethin’ special we hold dear is there 
 
 Doesn't matter if we're related  
 or how we're created 
 A title doesn't make us sacred 
 We can peel off the label 
 And if things change later, we 
 can always tape it… 
 
 So many 
 So many 
 Sooo many years… 
 
So many years bringing out the worst in each other 
Mom, did you ever think it was sad when you'd see the perfect little mothers with their perfect little daughters? 
Nope, I didn't either 
Didn't feel anything, I didn't bother 
And we weren't that proper 
Instead our heated arguments only got hotter 
We pushed as far as we could ‘til we couldn't go any farther 
Then we'd say to ourselves... “This is her fault, this is on her” 
 
 So many 
 So many 
 Sooo many years… 
 
So many years looking for some common ground 
But we knew there was none to be found  
Didn't think we'd both walk away without making a sound ‘n had nothin’ to say 
Figured we were bound to end standing our ground 
World War 3 
Gathering our ammo, all our rounds 
Going our rounds  
Viscous cycle going round and round 
 
 So many 
 So many 
 Sooo many years… 
 
So many years I went back ‘n forth on who was to blame, who was at fault 
But we both see now that it's no ones fault 
And I'm sure ya know I love ya, Mom… I do, I love ya alot 
But Karma isnt friendly to those standing over a person's wounds to pour in more salt  
 …sugar wulda been better  
 
 Doesn't matter if we're related  
 or how we're created 
 A title doesn't make us sacred 
 We can peel off the label 
 And if things change later, we 
 can always tape it… 
 
 So many 
 So many 
 Sooo many years… 
 
So many years sweating fakeness outta every pore 
But maybe we're actually no different than we were before,  
‘cept now we took out the masks we used for show 
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