Muther's Day
By: Damien, the Dark Prince
Take a minute to ask yourself
What have you done for me?
You gave me life, so fucking what?
I don't even want to breathe.
I died 3 times during my birth
You should've let me go
I would've never turned into the son that you now don't want to know
You took it all you selfish bitch
The day my father died, I know now you lied
About the cheating, his heart couldn't take the beating
So it gave up the fight that night, it's not fucking right
At the funeral you cried fake tears
Fuck you, bitch! My tears were real I lost my best friend
It'll all come back to you in the end
The days draw closer upon my day of birth
20 yrs old, should've died long ago
I hope you're happy now you can see
On that cold day in March, the one who died was me
And I wrote this poem just to say
Rot in Hell, Happy Muther's Day!