I could sit here and complain about all your imperfections

I'm sure someone would listen

It's time to see things from your point of view

Your life was completely depressing

Fight or flight mode- always stressing

Alcoholism, drug addiction & undiagnosed mental conditions.

Long days and nights she'll spend alone

Trying to find security In comes Mr wonderful

Now she'll welcome a new lover- unlike any other

Say hello to substance abuse

Man, she loved getting high

So much time has passed still a child inside

Her Religion, she hides within.

Insanities, she now speaks as true.

Unable to help herself

abandoned by all those she knew

She should have been better

She should have fought harder

But why all these expectations?

More education

More empathy

More direction

Her eyes full of shame

Hardened by a life full of trauma

Unable to apologize

It may bring on unsettling reality

Hide behind the insanity

4 separated children

Who carry the burden

In life, They'll never feel "normal"

Mental health is real

It's not a mask people put on just to hide behind!

It's the skin they're forced to wear

And the battles are always strong within

Save your judgement for your reflection

Easy to say what should have been done

But they didn't choose this sickness

Our fucking System isn't working

Easy to say what should have been done

But they didn't choose this sickness

Our fucking System isn't working

Same old comments about how she just

Didn't accept help when it was given

Interesting concept?

One way of doing things trap them in a box designed to fit all

expect everyone to adhere to the broken systems treatment

New ways need to begin

Time to stop judging and try to understand

How can they be fully accountable

Society has failed the ones who needed help

It's not a give me a dollar I'm homeless help

It's a help me find a way out of this hole I've built help.

We need Better knowledge, more funding and patience for people

type of help.

They're victims to a vicious self isolating system

if we don't find away to help.

Society too

will tell you to move on from them

What a fate to bear "alone"

I'm sorry Mom.