But Then I Meet Your Mom

I used to think that;
I was a wonderful person.
That I didn't do that much wrong.
But then I meet your mom.

I used to think that;
People liked me.
That they thought;
I was a ray of sunshine.
But then I meet your mom.

I used to have perfect skin.
Not a mark, or scrap on it.
So perfect and lovely.
But then I meet your mom.
(and my cat, but…)

I used to think that;
I would never touch
that kind of stuff.
That it would do
nothing for me
But of course,
Then I meet your mom.

I used to smile.
I must be hard to believe;
That I ever smiled.
I still do;
When no one is watching

I used to laugh.
I mean really laugh.
Not the half hearted things;
That comes from me now.

I used to blame you;
For all of this.
For all my misery and pain;
But then I meet your mom.

Maybe I shouldn't blame her either.
She never said anything;
To my face.
She never said anything;
I ever heard really.

But then again;
I've meet your mom.

A/N Chrissy I'm sorry your mad at me. but... at least you inspired me.
This was meant for my best friend, her mom wont, at any point in time, win best mothers award... but neither will mine