Her response

She wrote not even Skype
Just to take away my progress
Nothing close to proud
Comes out her mouth
I did it my way
Growing up and taking care
Of my responsibilities

Look at this bullshit
It all non-sense

I watch my love
Give up on me
Like a marriage
I ran to the bottle
Hid behind the pills

Advice went
In one ear
And in to the other
I'm a zombie during the day
As the sunsets
I come alive
Michel Jackson thriller

My success means nothing
I could of kept going
Drinking and driving
Smoking and laughing
Living and never thinking
Your eyes and words
Made me swerve
360 180 90
I'm not sure
At what angle you
Touched my soul