She Is Misanthropy

The same woman that brought me into this world,

Is the same person that is disgusted by humanity.

She does not see the world in colors only the absences of it,

"They're so judgmental"

"All a bunch of hypocrites, talk major shit while standing in their own"

"Close the door! Your letting their darkness in"

My mother, hates people.

Hates how her childhood was corrupted by them

Her innocence stolen

Her happiness lost

Within all of them.

'Each face hides something ugly

Including the prettiest of ones'

I remember her saying one night,

The night I feared what she might say the most

"But what about me?"

I asked tucked in with my favorite stuff animals

While listening carefully to her warnings of the outside

"You are different, you are the only good I see, the only light in this world"

But mother,

Aren't you being the one hypocritical now?

The one blinded ?

...

My mother has two more children after me,

Repeating the same cautions as lullabies

And as we grow

I notice something change within her

Something besides her growing hatred for humans

I notice

That she refuses to look at her reflection

Instead sits down to stare at us

And through her eyes I see something else other than her brokenness

I see her fears and her worries.

I see the worry for my little sister,

See that my mother thinks she is to curious for this world

That it in some way it will back fire

That curiosity will finally kill the cat...

I see the worries for my brother,

See that she is afraid that his kindness will soon turn into cruelty

Once he realizes that the children aren't in fact tired, they just don't want to play with him...

And finally i see the fears for me,

that I, the oldest, am too cold,

too secretive,

too much like them.

That. I. am.

the replica of her hate

And she is fearful of me

She can see past my facade

To reveal that I too have ugliness within

And it is this

That makes my mother hate herself

She has raised what she despises

Yet

Unknowingly I am her cure

And through her buried love for me i will finally heal her bandaged wounds.