I lay here and ask myself 'Am I really that bad? ' br while the tears flood my face, i slowly cry myself to sleep br your words hurt so bad, they cut so deep br i know i'm not the ideal daughter, but i didn't know i needed to be perfected. br Yes, i have flaws, but imperfection is beautiful. br br I'm not always strong enough to make it through. br I reach my hand out in need of help, but i get shot down, rejected. br I thought my mother was suppose to pick me up off my feet, instead you knock me back down and laugh at me. br br I love you, but why does our relationship feel so incomplete? br I'm sorry we disagree. br All i wanted was my mommy......