Mother
She has no life skills.
She will never make it in the real world.
She will need caretaker for the rest of her life.
She won’t survive without me.
What kind of mother says such things
About their own child? I wonder.
Well let’s see, Mother,
What have you accomplished?
You never graduated college.
You haven’t had a job in over 25 years.
When you did you were in an entry-level position.
And you forfeited your singing career for marriage.
Then that marriage failed miserably.
You started seeing your kids’ skiing instructor.
He turned out to be a horrible drunk who became obsessed with you.
And you are afraid to be alone.
You can’t sleep in the house by yourself.
You can’t ride in an elevator by yourself.
You can’t drive in rural areas or the freeway by yourself.
You can’t leave the house without your car keys.
So I’m sorry, but who needs a caretaker, you or me?
You are a failure.
And I know I will flourish in life.
In fact, the only successful thing you did was create me and my brother.
So the next time you think you can tear me down,
Think again.
And do it to my face,
You coward.
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