My opinion was unaccounted for
saying goodbye as you walked out of the door.
Tears in my eyes realizing this 'door' was my life,
a chunk of my heart you cut out with a knife.

And everyone in the world needs one of you,
but you don't handle your job like you're supposed to...
That's just it, you make it seem as if it is a 'job',
I just want you there more, I'm sorry if your time I've robbed.

I don't mean to be a burden,
it's just that I'm a'hurtin.
'Cause it never used to be this way,
now I feel I only bring you dismay.

My opinion I stated clearly as I spoke aloud,
you put it aside for you only wish to make your husband proud.
But I know he loves you, you don't need to do this to me,
don't move so far away, this is where you're supposed to be.

You've done this before, I'm getting too old to go through it again,
is it going to be a monthly visit, "Hey, how ya been?".
I'm greatful for the good you have done for me,
but I'm not ready for you to go, I'll never be.

This isn't the first time, but I'm making it the last,
I won't let you hurt me more like the present and the past.
But thank you for my irreplaceable sisters and brothers,
I just never expected to be so let down by my very own mother.

This could've been set aside until your responsibilities were through,
but who am I kidding? I'm talking to YOU.