Be Good

When mom said to be good I never fully understood Is it because if I wasn't  I would get the punishment What would happen now  I can't be good show me how If I was good enough Life wouldn't be so tough  Is It because I'm not good enough  That I'm mentally tough  Or is it that I've grown use Because of all the abuse  I have more knowledge now  I have to cope and I don't know how  I've done everything on my own  I've broken myself to the bone  You took too much of me  And left me with the memory  I never saw us as family  Because you took the rest of me