Me and mom
Everyone struggled with you
You don’t seem to have a care in the world
Oblivious on purpose
Released of any accountability
I grew up hearing you were useless
It made me angry
That a woman wouldn’t be strong
No, no
You wouldn’t be strong on purpose
It wasn’t until I was old myself
That I realized this was your tactic
After I chose to stop listening to everyone
And decide for myself
I looked at you
Most likely like no one else ever has
I saw you for who you are
Your shadow is your shell
You get to hide
Everyone else is just pretending
They raise you up and keep you on high
I think you know though that it’s all fake
After I took the time and tried
That’s when I truly saw you
Now you hate me even more
Hurt people hurt people
Well now you hurt me in the most unforgivable ways
I see your truth
You hate me in return
I can’t do it anymore
I’ve no more hope in you left
I’m wise
And strong
And letting you go is the bravest and hardest thing I’ll ever have done
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