Mom was right

Mom was right when she said
I should have studied bit more

School and my life would have
Been a lot easier and pleasant

Mom was right when she said
I dress too clumsy, eat messily

Shabbiness is never the mark
Of any cultivated gentleman

Mom was right when she said
My romance was poetic dream

It had nothing to do with reality
That relationship is hard work

Mom was right when she said
I should restrain myself more

My openness will be exploited
By people I thought my own

Mom you were always so right
But I never heeded to your light