A letter, I suppose?

               Mother I'm Exhausted,

               You don't understand the pain

               I want to you as good

               But you need to have someone to blame

               So, I will be your scapegoat

               Your villain, Your muse

               I'll be the one you hate

               But I don't want to hate you.

               I'm tired of fighting

               I finally gave in

               I'll be the one to blame

               And you'll never leave him

               I'll no longer live,

               in a house that's not a home

               I suppose I'm the villain,

                As I watch the burning grow

               Mother I'm exhausted,

               But the flames no longer fly

               I'm gone from that burning house

               Mother I'm exhausted,

               I suppose this is goodbye.

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