As young as you were

you were still a real pro

You were cunning and smart

and mastered crime like an art

You played me like a record

I did not see the forest

for the tree

You were cute and charming

and my pride and joy

To me you were perfect

in every way

I loved you so much

and wanted only the best for you

I thought it was an accident

when you burn down the lunchroom

at your school

Just a young child playing with matches

that got out of control

I didn’t believe your grandmother

that you burnt down her house

because she punished you

for misbehaving at her home

I trusted and stuck up for you

even though you looked me in the

eyes and lied to me and convinced

me you had done no wrong

I feel like a fool for believing in you

You conned me with your flowers 

and the I love you’s

You’ve been lucky in life

you did not get caught

or when you did

your victims wouldn’t

press charges against you

You have no remorse or guilt or shame

my psychiatrist says you are bad

and belong behind bars

There is a word for you

and you fit the lable

It describes you in every way

I love you unconditionally

but I do not like you or what you have done 

and I can not respect you

You are rotten to the core

I feel sorry for you

You are missing out on relationships

and so much love

and You could have been so much!

I don’t know why you are as you are

The only explanation that I can think of

is you inherited it from someone

It wasn’t me  or my side of the family

Either your father and his family

or the man that raped me long ago

It makes me sad that you’re

so rotten to the core

I guess it’s not all your fault

since it is in your genes

but what mother wants her son to be

a psychopathic personality