Why Mother?

Mother,

The woman who I so love,

The one who ruined me,

Who wouldn't grab the key,

Couldn't set me free,

The woman who raised me.

To be free therapy,

Well guess what mother,

I see you for what you are,

You don't care

That none of this is fair,

You just want a friend,

Your child isn't a friend,

I'm not a shoulder to cry on,

Or an open ear to lend,

Why would you do this to me?

Make me listen to you inconveniences,

But never listen to my problems

Why would you do this to me?

I'm not your friend or your thereapist,

I'm your child,

And that's all I should be

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