Dear Mom,

Lines have been crossed

Lines have been cut

The “friends” I have

5 Fake, just masks to break me down for fun 

Life is like crossroads, not a straight line

I just hope you choose the right one unlike mine

The lines crossed cuts like a knife

The same ones I used to cut the lines 

10 Severed connections & forced trips

Faking deaths like my feelings are a game

But you took the blame 

You let be me free

But you forget & I forgive

15 But when I forget you never forgive 

I told you about the lines but you forget

Sorry you forgot but the 1st is never the same as the 2nd

Lines are crossed

Lines are cut

20 The path is chosen the past is forgot