Best Behavior is Selling Badly, fear that my mother won't love me

If the sells of Best Behavior do not rise

I will know for sure

that my mother does not love me

I have tried so hard to make my mother happy

and still she gives me nothing to eat

she locks me in the closet

I live in the closet with a laptop

typing like little boys do

but still my mother does not love me

she does not visit me

she does not make me dinner

my father keeps telling, "Noah, your mom doesn't enjoy the company of failures."

I sit like a little boy and find lies to tell myself.

I tell myself

Mother is busy

Mother will come around one day and show up and make me dinner.

I tell myself when I get older that my mother is a victim of society.

At times spite comes and I want to yell at my mother

But instead, I yell at myself.

I punish myself.

Mother never comes.

She never visits.

The last time I called my mother she told me that I needed to "get it together."

"get it together"

I'm together mommy I promise