Why is it so hard to be your friend?
Why take is take so much work to be friends with you?
Why does your honestly get through?
What is about us?

When we're around
it's like theres this big battle
A battle of who can be more condecending
then the other

We don't do it purposly.
I dont say to myself,
"How can I sound bigger
then this person today"
And I know you dont.
But it's our greens battling it out with each other

Thing is,
neither one is going to win.
Neither of us is right.
You can be right all you want.
You say your right.
I say,
I acknowledge your position,
this is my position.

Why did I start talking to you again?
Why don't I like the way you love me?
Why don't I stop it now?
Why do I hate the way you love me?
Are YOU a self defeating game?

When I'm around you
It's hard work
To tolerate you
To be around you
To understand you

Is it worth it?
I dont know
But I do know
When your around
I don't get what I want

What's stoping me from
not talking to you
I did it before
I can do it again

For some stupid reason
Letting you be
my mother
stop me from getting what I want

Questions - By D. rivers

I wonder now though. Can I do it. I can't remember why I started talking to you. You don't use your tools. With your kids and with the people around you. That term mother and mom mean alot to me. That's why people in my life I have given honor to by calling them mom. They have earned that title in my life. The story of this spirit. Yes, you have granted that you gave me life and for nine month, you took care of me. That may of earned you the right for me to call you mother. But you've dragged it through the mud and the dirt and had it ran over. Your not my "mother". Not anymore. Never were really.

You may of loved me, but never been there for me. Not when I wanted. You may of tried but it didn't work. I don't want to call you mother anymore. You had the honor at one time. But you have lost it. The closest you are, is a friend. Not even a best friend. Your a friend I have to work with to be a friendship. That's hanging on a by a thread.

My dads and my dad and he's earned that. He's done what I need him to do and will my father. Your not working towards it. Thelma told you somthing last year. You must of been deaf because your not doing it. I don't like being you son, just because, your my mother. What to do. What to do.

So now tell me....Why should I call you my mother? What do you have the right to? You've let me down, you've left me, you've destroyed alot of things with me. But what will it take. Am I even ready to let you EARN that respect and honor back? Am I ready? Will I ever be ready? What will it take? I do not know. I don't know when I'll know. But maybe you waiting, will make the process happen faster. This doesn't mean it wont be long.

Cuz this process. Of you earning what you shouldn't have to EARN, will and I promiss you, it will take a long time. So only time can tell. What's it going to be? Your call...