Are you awake?
Come get your slice of cake!
Its your birthday,
And everyone's waiting,
Don't worry,
If the room starts fading,
Its just mommy,
doing her drugs,
soon you'll have to pull the plug.

Do you think they'll realize?
If you slipped out the back door,
Before doing your chore,
Without blowing out your candles,
They won't realize,
Mom Is hosting a great scandle.

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My mother does a bunch of drugs and over the past couple of years she's been in and out of rehab. She refuses to get help, and I no longer can help her anymore.