Chasing Victory

Pre-Empty Nest Syndrome

Chasing Victory


I've been thinking about something in our past 
Words you said that were forgot 
I don't want to be a dime or a dozen child 
A mother's love should not be lost 
Instead of storming out the door 
You could turn around and look me in the eyes 
I'm one of the three from two 
Who never loved each other 
So I know it's hard but could you try 
Show me a mother's tender heart 
Spilled out for her children 
Call me your own to let me know 
You never thought less of me 
I don't feel betrayed 
I was just so scared of losing you 
All the times you tried to hurt yourself 
You only hurt me 
Like a poet once said 
"They'll tear your life apart 
And call your failures art"