Sometimes I see my mother in me And sometimes it scares me to death But I must rely on my tranquility So nothing's decided yet! It seems mothers are like a special breed Sometimes they have no logic sense And even before I learnt how to read I knew I could not make amends "Mama my new bike is gone", I said "It must have been stolen last night" The answer she gave me is still in my head At the time I just gave up the fight "I'm sure it was one of your friends" She replied "They've all seen you on it, I know!" And what someone believes Hardly can be denied This was larger than me, and it would grow "But mama!" I screamed "Just how can you think That my best friends would do that to me?" "No one can be trusted!" She didn't even blink I was nine years, I think, soon to be So when sometimes I see my mother in me I swear that it scares me to death! But I will rely on my tranquility So nothing's decided, yet No, nothing is decided yet.