I’m sorry that you felt the way

You told me that you did

Sorry I’m a terrible mother

I don’t know why you say

You were a miserable kid

Or why you speak so badly of your brother

 

I always did the best I could

And still you want to blame me

Why are you always so defensive?

We should focus on the good

I love you more than anything

I don’t know why you find me so offensive

 

If I really did those things

Don’t you think I would remember?

You’re basically calling me a liar

You used to be so pretty

Before you cut your hair like a pretender

And covered with tattoos, you’re destined for the fire

 

P.S.

Please accept

This apology in earnest

At the very least

I know you know

I truly deserve it