This Is Retaliation

	I am the son of grief,
	when I've come to far to leave,
	even those tears were proud of me.
	This is too much for me,
	when i have come too far to leave,
	everybody will see.
	I am the son of grief that you've buried me in.
	I was made to overcome, the things that you couldn't do alone.
	Mother hold me, i was just left with this.
	This life, No love.
	And when your hands slip from the sweat of guilt,
	i won't be there to hold your hand. bitch.
	I will never be, just another disgrace of a memory.