Oh mama, why do you treat me so bad?
Going out of your way to make me sad,
Knowing you cooked, I pretended to like the food,
Oh mom. I try so hard to be good.
I wake up each morning to feel you wrath,
The wounds you inflict sting each time I take a bath,
Your blows fall over me in an endless rain,
Why, mother, do you love to cause me pain?
Don't give me that look filled with scorn,
Don't make me sorry for being born,
You're always trying to make me cry,
Oh mama, won't you tell me why?
It's not my fault that you're so sad,
You punish me cause my father was bad,
I'm sorry for having made you cry,
Is the only gift I can give you goodbye?
I love you and I hate you, mother,
I do both and I do neither,
I'm going mad trying to explain,
What can I do, mother, to ease your pain?
I do the chores, I try to be nice,
I'd do anything to melt your heart of ice,
Each night I pray that you'd hate me less,
Asking God to bless the reason my life's a mess.
Each time we meet, you despise me more,
With each day, you detest me more than before,
Your poisoned words salt my wounds and increase my pain,
And I care so much it drives me insane.
I don't care if you hate me,
Or even if you wish I never came to be,
Don't leave me, mama, please don't go,
I love you though you hurt me so.