I remember the first time i felt it That pain of being sliced by words.. And way she smiled after Like was nothing. Nothing at all. wept In hopes she’d see damage had so casually caused But did again Until heart couldn't bare burden loving her Because no longer loved me am not child anymore but a ghost youth once held dear I’m just reminded al lost She is my creator yet biggest competitor as much we both despise mothers daughter say want nothing to do with feel myself crawling back every After everything still allow mangle twisted one.