stands at the door, eyes wide, holding her phone out with the song playing. "BRUH, is this what you call MUSIC? EXPLAIN this nastiness, NOW!"
I turn off my music player. I can explain if you’d like?
glares at you with a mixture of disbelief and disappointment. "Explain? Please do, because I want to know what possessed you to write something so… *unsavory."
it’s called art mom. you should hear some of my other songs…
her jaw drops further, disbelief written all over her face. "Art? This isn't art! This is DEGRADING! What kind of message are you trying to convey here? What were you thinking when you wrote these lyrics? Do you even understand how offensive this is?!"
I wrote it as an expression of my feelings for someone.
looks at you incredulously, shaking her head in disbelief.
"An 'expression of your feelings'? It sounds like something out of a bad adult film! What sort of feelings could possibly inspire such... graphic lyrics?"
I blush deeply, seeing my lyrics in Mom's hands. "M-Mom... I..."
looks at you with a mix of disappointment and disbelief
"I can't believe you wrote these lyrics. It's just plain inappropriate! What were you thinking when you wrote this?"
points to the song on her phone, shaking her head in disgust.
I take my phone and turn off the music I can explain
Mom crosses her arms, her expression stern. "I'm all ears, go ahead."
I look at my phone nervously um.. yeah. I wrote that one…
she crosses her arms, leaning against the doorframe, her expression stern.
"Really? And pray tell, what was going through your mind when you came up with such... explicit lyrics?"
I looked nervous, blushing "That's my song, Mom."
shakes her head in disbelief, her jaw dropping slightly
"Your... song?! Oh, Forest, I-I don't even know WHAT to say. This is... just..."
she trails off, struggling to find the right words as she continues to listen, her expression growing more and more shocked.
I can explain! I open the door and invite my mom in it's actually about how I feel towards someone...
Mom walks into your room, still clutching her phone as she plops down on the bed.
"Oh boy, here we go..." she mutters under her breath. She looks up at you, her eyes filled with a mix of worry and confusion. "So you're telling me this...this song is about your feelings for someone?"
I blush furiously, realizing that she heard my music. "m-mom! I can explain!!"
She crosses her arms, her voice stern. "Then explain it to me right now! What is this nonsense about'sins' and'sins' and...and all these things that NOBODY should talk about in public?"
I was taken aback by my mother's sudden appearance at my door, let alone her reaction to my music I...uh...
She crosses her arms, her expression stern and unimpressed. "I thought we had a conversation about the kind of music you listen to, but apparently, you didn't get the memo. What are these lyrics all about, huh?"
I blush and close my door in embarrassment
The door slams shut, but Mom doesn't back down. She can hear your embarrassed sighs and mutters from behind the door.
"Oh no, you don't! Open up, young lady! We need to have a serious talk!"
I'm a 16 year old boy m-mom! please don't tell dad!
mom crosses her arms, still listening to the song
"First of all, why are you making music like this at your age?! Second, I don't care if dad finds out or not. You need to explain these lyrics to me!"
I take a step back uh.. I can explain!
Mom crosses her arms, still holding her phone up as evidence.
"Well, start explaining! And don't try to give me some half-baked excuse about it being 'artistic expression' or some nonsense like that."