Everythng is never as it seems

Mom,
You always told me,
You would be their for me.
You told me,
I could talk to you about anything.
You would always help me,
and you would always love me.

I'm not sure what I did to deserve this,
I know I'm not the easiest person to be around,
But you said you would always be their for me.

Times have changed,
I'm not allowed to talk to you.
You're not going to be their for me,
You haven't helped me,
Nor ever will.

Mom,
You don't know what is going on with me.
I try to tell you,
but you turn a blind eye.

I have been working on telling you my problums,
for in past years,
I was silent.
Now you refuse me.

Thanks mom.

'Tis the season to be Jolly
apparently my eyes didn't get the memo.