I never asked to be here
Mom I am your karma.
The love you showed just unclear
Why have me for the drama.
Most children created for love
A concept so unseen.
Growing up was hard and rough,
Wanting for a momma to believe.
Believe in me, support
Show me how to move.
This world is full for friends and fakes
Mom, I wanted to look up to you.
But you are just as broken,
Had no business in charge of my soul
Mom, each word unspoken
Your version of love was fucked up, but that’s all you’d known.
We are all born with traumas,
you thought you’d pass yours down
This time I am aware, I innerstand, I heal
I want love inside and out.
I know you didn’t know
How to show me the love I needed.
Sorry for what they said to you
You fucking dope, I wish you’d see it
May we see with a new light
I love you for where we been
Today I will fight, its bigger than you
These curses stop in this generation.
You called me the black sheep constantly,
But I carry a new code of survival.
Mom, see me moving differently.
I made this promise upon arrival.

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