angry song of the day

Power Trip Ballad by Maria Mena

I love her music so much
she is like a me who can sing and is skinnier and whose fringe stays in place and has a boyfriend and is skinny and beautiful



Lyrics:

The way in which I feel is only a reflection of you
The devastating child of the power trip you forced me through
But how could he leave you
Could he fuck that whore he left you for
Get revenge

And by all means ask your nine year old daughter to choose between you
Don't stay friends
Now wittering on how he's the devil
He's just been falsely portrayed
But force her to go stay at his house once a week
Because you wanna get laid
Ha ha ha ha.

Ask me why he scares me
Do you wanna know why I'm angry?
Can't you tell I'm crying?
Mother I don't feel good

You will always be the bitter, saddest part of me

Your girl's in the bathroom washing her hands again
Why doesn't she eat?
Her father left us
What about me?
I can't rest
I can't sleep

Mommy loves you
I'm just tired of you and your other shit
And I didn't mean to hit you
But you were asking for it
Hahaha

Ask she scared me
Do you wanna know I'm angry?
Can't you tell I'm crying?
Mother I don't feel good


You will always be the bitter, saddest part of me
You will always be the bitter, saddest part of me

Are all divorces the same? Are there kids and teenagers and grown-ups all around the world who had the childhood I had? It is too weird to imagine, I think it's just out of the bajillion's of divorces that happen there've got to be atleast a few the same. So it's coincidental that hers was so similar to mine.