It’s hard to love the devil, He’s a hater
A dirty hypocrite, manipulator
Made a mama lose her kids
Made her go away for seventeen years
Not allowed to shed a tear
Growing up with all your phobic fears…
“But people tell me I’m just like my Daddy…”
“Ok then, Mitch…”
My mother says it to me because she knows it hurts. 3 words. You wouldn’t think three words could hurt that much, especially when they seem so… ordinary. But she does it on purpose. Half the time she does it as a joke, when I’m being a smartass, because she knows it will make me laugh.
But the other times?