From where I came

Once I told my mother
She didnt bring us up well
She said
She cried...

Once I told my father
He didnt bring us up well
He said
Fuck off...

Once I told my brother
We werent brought up well
He said
He cried
Then said who cares
And then said fuck off...

I went back
To where I did not come from
I did not cry
But I really cared whether I was brought up well
So I couldnt say fuck off
And I didnt say...

And from where I was
I could see all of us
My mother was crying
When my father said fuck off
And I was telling my brother
To not care about them
When he turned to me.

I saw him crying
And then I saw
My father crying
When my mother said fuck off
Because he had said
That she didnt bring us up well

My brother asked my mother
Why did she say that
And she said
Because my father said that to her
And saying so
She started crying

My brother turned to me
Where I was sitting alone, watching
And said
See?
And I said
Who cares?
And he said
Then fuck off...

And I did!