Both of you are angry, disappointed, and ashamed of me
Because of where I am, who I am
and what I am, Black Sheep,
of the entire family tree..
I'm your mother...
You know, the one who's blood runs within your veins?
Five years now homeless, a temperamental addict, a complete wreck of a train.
I never hid any of it, and about my faults
I've never lied,
There were times I was a horrible mother, both of you deserved better,
But God Damnit!
there were good times!
(And I really fucking tried!)
Neither of you will speak to me, because of my present and your pasts...
That's not how family is supposed to be family,
I thought I taught you better than that..
My only son, now a grown man said,
not sober, do not contact...
My only daughter, also grown said,
'You're a fucking homeless drug addict"
But here's the real kicker of both your hypocritical...