Toughen up, this world’s not a soft blanket
Only real love I had was from grandma, she’s in the casket
Rest in peace to the people I always took for granted
Even when I hit rock bottom, I couldn’t quite understand it
I gave you the whole me, even bits that went down the drain
In exchange you got detached, seems to me we’re now estranged
You don’t owe me anything, but I still got these expectations
I would give you my last breath regardless of my limitations
But if I was told I only had six months left to live
You’d easily walk out that door without any guilt
Makes me think about what I had, how I was raised
My grandmother would always first serve us our plates
Me and my brother, both taught to appreciate
The little things cause life always takes something away
See my father was young and wasn’t ready to be a parent
He walked out on us while mama coped with liquor and antidepressants
So grandma took us in and brought me closer to faith
My brother ended up in prison but still wanted to be saved
It was ju…
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