Don't put your mantle on me.
I'm not your mother, your mine you see?

More and more you give up your role,
and try to force a reversal, no!

There is nothing wrong with you dr.s say,
yet you force me into this role everyday.

Remind you to eat, even fix it for you,
here are your pills take them too.

You even tell strangers I am your mother,
That's impossible, I'm so much younger.

Get busy living or get busy dying I always say,
seems you have chosen to die everyday.

Act like a child, it's easier on you.
make everyone else responsible for what you do.

I could see if you were deathly ill,
I wouldn't mind taking care of you still,

You are sound of body and mind,
it's just easier to give up let others serve you, rewind.

Take your mantle, I never asked for this weight,
I'm not your mother, this role I hate.