Sorry Mama

A sad man [source/nvf.org]

Mama, I am sorry for not being a good son

You see, I suck at being an adult

Because there’s no manual for it

And there are no maps to refer to when I am lost

Mama, I am sorry for taking you love for granted

You see, it’s the purest there is in the entire world

Whereas the world’s just receives

Yours gives without intention – so unconditional

Mama, I am sorry for disrespecting you

You see, I thought I was too grown up

To ever receive instruction from you

Yet it was just the teenage hormones doing the thinking

Mama, I am sorry there have been plenty of days

You see, days that offered a chance at redemption

To be a better son, to see the bright side of things

I am afraid those days are no more

Mama, I am sorry to have to let you down,

You see, I know you did not bear a failure

But every single day I have little energy

To live up to the expectation you have of me

Mama, I am sorry I’ve heard of a better place

You see, I do not believe in paradise or heaven

But paradise to me mean not paying any bills

Because capitalism is the yoke on the neck of men

Mama, I am sorry we may never meet

You see, you soul is bound for heaven

For that’s what I pray for unconsciously

Because there can never be anyone like you