I love her in the morning, and hate her at about 9
She takes care of me all day, and never lets me down
But every single night, i think, and i just frown
She doesn't beat me, even when its late
But she makes a fool of herself and can't think straight
The glassy look in her eyes
Just makes me want to sit and cry
I watch her talk nonsence as she sips at her cup
I wish she would just give it up
My memories are half good half bad
I wish i could forget 'bout the bad times we've had
Alcoholism is a horrid disease
Mom, please stop, i'm down on my knees.
*I would just like to say to anyone who is an alcoholic that you could be hurting a loved one and not realize it.
**I would also like to say to anyone who knows an alcoholic that alcoholism is a disease and when an alcoholic stops drinking, it is because he/she REALIZEs he/she needs help. You just have to stand by them, no matter what.