Before, you were always reasonable.
Before, you'd never claw or scream or shout.
Before, you would always seem so stable.
But what happened? Why? I want to find out.

We'd go on dates and stuff and those were fun.
We'd always talk and laugh and share a plate.
When I told jokes, you'd never get the pun.
But you've turned into everything I hate.

You judge and tease me, and think I'm a rat.
You'd spend, splurge, and dump. You're sick can't you see?
You say, "You can't fit in that, you're too fat!"
But have no idea how much you hurt me.

Should I tell you this? No, I'm not that bold.
Cause you're just a Mother that grew too old.