I spend my money on other people
Just to see a smile
Just to make someones day
Just to stop someone like me
While your generation
Calls
My generation
Spoiled & Toxic
As you steal
What was meant to be hers
Not yours.
When your new clothes
Spread through so much
You have to use
My half of the wardrobe
When we first came here
I felt so guilty to even eat
Because we had so little.
Now you
Smoke & Watch & Shop
Your life away
On those screens
Be careful mother
Big Brother isn't just on your screen anymore
Big Brother is watching you
Stuck in your cycle of
Social media bullshit
Pretending that everything is
Wonderful & oh so nice
When you wonder
Why
We don't talk.
We never did
The only times we talked
Were to ask
About the others trauma
In an "Are you okay?"
And you wonder
Why
We don't have that pretend
Mother & child relationship
You want
The only thing that ever linked us
Was that we have to live
With that man
When you act like you
Got out on your own
And you single handedly
Dragged me from depravity
You are phasing me out from existence
When you use "I" not "WE"
Sat in your high & mighty world
Remember this
You only had to live
through that.
I was born into it
I had no choice.
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Collection of the dark days
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