Matron

To be blunt, my mother and I have never been very close and this was me expressing those frustrations.

Matron oh matron

It might ne hard to believe me

But your son indeed loves thee

Matron oh matron

We may not see eye-to-eye

It would be nice for a stop, say "hi"

Matron oh matron

When will all the childishness end

For all this stubbornness, unwilling to bend

Matron oh matron

We rarely talk or such; how you complain

Religion an issue between, our personal bane

Matron oh matron

You wronged me that time

For you room more than a dime

Matron oh matron

You fail to acknowledge it yet no gain

For this too me has caused much pain

Matron oh matron

I worked so hard to make you proud

But that part of you yet have I found

Matron oh matron

For three plus decades I have tried to be

A son you can love and truly see