(A piece about a teenage girl's difficult relationship with her foster-mother)

           DORIAN GRAY

You say you see me as your own,

Expect a card on Mother’s Day;

But I know in your heart I’m just

Your picture of Dorian Gray.

I’m but a dark mirror

For your jealousy and pride;

I’m not the one to blame

For disappointments locked inside.

(Chorus)
If you could only see 
        how your hate defaces me.

If you saw you through my eyes,
        saw Dorian Gray in disguise,

You’d see how it should be...
        you’d hate you instead of me.

My mother yielded me

Believing life had more to give;

Hoping in a better home

A brighter life I’d live.

Why’d you take me in?

Was it to prove your charity?

Or for my flaws to point up

All your "real" kids clarity?

Chorus

Is it blood that’s shared or blood that’s spilled

That makes us who we are?

I know my blood on your hands means 

We both will bear this scar...

Do we have to hate at all

Or could we maybe both forgive,

Find a common understanding

And in peace begin to live.

Can the labels really matter

More than people we both love,

Who’ve been burned by all the friction

Of our constant combat’s rub.

(Last chorus)
Let’s try to both see 
        how hate defaces you and me.

Let’s bury Dorian Gray, 
        and from his lies just walk away.

Then let’s live as we should be...
        hating neither you nor me.


I don’t want to hate anymore.

I don’t want to hurt anymore.

I don’t want to wait anymore.

On the past let’s close the door.