Well I had a horrible time when I first started working again. Car insurance bill was accidentally hidden by roommates, got in a car wreck, and got my bill telling me I owed the navy over a half grand. All of this was in the first month of employment. I didn't get paid for two weeks... my first check was only for 1 week... they didn't even send me my second check. I told my mother things were misserable and she sent me $300. I sent it back to her and said "nobody wanted to help me when I needed it, and I certainly do not want any help now." The bad deal was that my letter was even more messed up than that, and my mom got her money order back about 2 days before mothers day. My grandmother wrote me a nasty letter which i ripped up two sentences in...though I say I have I doubt I will ever forgive her. My mother had a habit of being too busy and she believed that $20 sufficiently said "I love you," but to this day it means less than words.
it is true that those who care are
the one who is ignorant to the things i have become
all i do is live a lie, and i wonder when its done
i have betrayed betrayal and thats a sin
for everything i have ever loved
has tried to kill me
or maybe not, maybe its just me
then i got a letter that reminds me of the drugs i use
that tells me not to live in the past
i wonder if they realize i have not even had a sip of coffee in weeks
it doesnt matter they are proud of me
those close to me want to label me
that is how they show support
i am not mad
and that is where the confusion rests
i was simply stating that i have grown up
and they heard eternal immaturity
we speak the same language
but with different tounges