𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗟𝗔𝗦𝗧 𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥 ✦ 𝒑𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒚

My Mother

My mother is adored by many
just not by them or me
cause knowing what she's like up close
it's something others cannot see.

Sometimes I admire her
every once in a while
I sit next to her and play
and let her jokes make me smile.

Sometimes I despise her
when she yells and threatens and hits
then the others loathe her too
just as they did when they were kids.

Sometimes they defend her
they make me seem like a fraud
and after she made me sit and bleed
they explain that she isn't flawed.

Sometimes they attack her
tell her that her life is wrong
so she pretends like she's being treated
as if her life is the only one.

Sometimes I wish I could die
end up in a different life
sometimes I wish I'd never be alone
but just for a second, before she sharpens the knife.