The cat and mouse.

Before I knew it they had disappeared into the summer night

All that was left was my grandma and I

How I was happy and enjoying this moment of excite

It all went downhill like getting your face covered in pie

Oh how I hated the times I had to wake up early in the morning

Brush my teeth, try to find breakfast and do it all again the next day

The rage I felt when I wasn't given a warning

When grandma said something, I had to obey

I did not like the long and annoying car rides

I hated when I wasn't given a chance to communicate with her

This definitely made my brain turn from calm waters to tides

She was different from all the other grandmother's out there

Being with her would never grant me the freedom that I thought I would get

At the end, this would become a memory I would never forget.