Based on a true story.

Momma momma, I make you cry,
Momma dear, why o why,
Why do you have to do this momma
Why do I have to listen to you when you're not gonna
you get too emotional
dishonesty is just perceptional
I'd like to obey you and be a good girl,
But you know there's life in the world,
Freedom, Peace, Air, so much bliss,
everything that I'm going to have to miss.
Miss because you dont think its right
But why do I have to live in this fright?
your tears tear me apart,
and that's not even the best part.
my reflections fail me, do you even care?
i cant feel alive, am I even there?
you bound me to shackles and chains
you rip my nerves, you took my brains
when was the last time i remember
when did i not have to surrender?

Momma, please, why can't I be.
Mom'd say - I'll kill you in the name of discipline
one day you'd see.