My mother, she is concerned about me. She says the medication I’m on is rotting my mind.

My mother, she is worried about me. She says my therapist is filling my head with ideas.

My mother, she is afraid for me. She says I will go to hell because of how I live my life.

My mother, she is distressed over me. She says the books I read are the reason I have strayed away God.

My mother, she loves me, but does not accept me.