Who the hell are you to judge me?You didn't contribute to the person I have grown to be,So why butt into my life now?It'd be one thing to write to ask howyou might help out, Or to give some wise words,You might as well have sent a big ole bucket of turds,The message you sent was so full of shit. Reading, I almost couldn't believe it,That you could be so rude and blunt. I'm not sure how things are on the homefront,But by the sounds of it not a whole lot's changed.Family, like friends, mostly fairwhether,Either don't know at all or think they know betterBut boy are they far off beat,Wrong way on a one way street,And I'm gonna stop em dead in their tracks. Make sure they won't try to look backLeave me the hell alone."Becky, you can always come home" I hear it every time I complain online.And like I've said at least a thousand times,I am home, because my little girls have a family here.And why would I take them away from that and bring them to mine?Most of whom can barely help themselves,None of whom have called,My two precious little girls have never even recieved a birthday card from anywhere South. So yeah, I'm gonna call all ya'll out,Whoop there it is.
And I'm not gonna lie to my kids And talk up my family to be more than it is.Because I'd be just setting them up for broken hearts.So I figured nows the time to startLetting them know that my family isn't good."Why doesn't your family love you?" they sayI'm not sure, I know they should, but they just don't.They can blame it on me moving but I certainly won't,With technology these days. I've prayed and prayed for things to change, But it's always just more of the same,And every now and then I'll get a messagelike the one on Facebook today.When you long so badly for family to reach out,To get a condescending email from some Great Aunt withoutso much as to question how i am?I'm sorry, I don't quite understand Who the hell are you again?Oh Aunt Debra, I haven't seen you since I was ten,Maybe a handful of times anyway since that age.The things you said put me in a rage,"Take responsibility for your life"You've got to be kidding me, I've tried and I've tried to make people understandI'VE BEEN AWAY 5 YEARS NOW.Of course they don't know I've changed,they wouldn't have any way how,Cuz i haven't recieved a damn phone call until this condescending message,communication was entirely null,And what I would suggest is,If you don't have something nice to say, Don't say anything at all.
And I'm not gonna lie to my kids And talk up my family to be more than it is.Because I'd be just setting them up for broken hearts.So I figured nows the time to startLetting them know that my family isn't good."Why doesn't your family love you?" they sayI'm not sure, I know they should, but they just don't.They can blame it on me moving but I certainly won't,With technology these days. I've prayed and prayed for things to change, But it's always just more of the same,And every now and then I'll get a messagelike the one on Facebook today.When you long so badly for family to reach out,To get a condescending email from some Great Aunt withoutso much as to question how i am?I'm sorry, I don't quite understand Who the hell are you again?Oh Aunt Debra, I haven't seen you since I was ten,Maybe a handful of times anyway since that age.The things you said put me in a rage,"Take responsibility for your life"You've got to be kidding me, I've tried and I've tried to make people understandI'VE BEEN AWAY 5 YEARS NOW.Of course they don't know I've changed,they wouldn't have any way how,Cuz i haven't recieved a damn phone call until this condescending message,communication was entirely null,And what I would suggest is,If you don't have something nice to say, Don't say anything at all.
