Mommy Too, penned by Terra Vagus
the way you cast me aside.
Loved me less.
Ignored my cries for help.
when I begged you to take a stand against the constant drinking,
You simply pointed at my self inflicted wounds and said
“We all have our vices.”.
when I let myself recall
the way I pleaded for a figure
with no maternal instincts at all.
Make me believe that you love me
only when I have something to offer.
You live your life with the selfish belief
that I owe you my everything
because you created me.
of those with mothers whom they can call close.
Can’t accept I haven’t much to lose.
This constant heartache is my living hell.
Why is everything always about you?
Don’t you know I have a soul too?
To be a mommy too.
What if the best love I can manage
Is a love like you?