The Best Solution

Maybe the best solution is to ignore everything you say.

To forget what pain you've caused me, and look away.

I know what that you've tried, I know what you planned to do.

But honestly nothing ever works, or even seem to.

You say you aren't to blame and you've done everything possible.

But that's nothing compared to what my mother did,

She looked over what was plausible.

She did what she had to do

More than anything I've seen of you.

You put her down for so long

You looked away and she was gone

So hear what I'm saying because this will hit you hard

I'm done looking for answers, i've been cut out and barred

Of every single moment, of every second of your life

Why am I the only mature one, why should I have to fight?

I don't want to, I won't. I don't even care

It's over I'm done.

It's over I'm done. Nothing more I can share.