thought daughter
i put in too much effort
yet sometimes,
it’s not enough to make them stay
i try and try.
i pour my soul out,
but at the end of the day
i’m left with my thoughts.
i sit in silence and think
i think about what i need to be better
for myself and them
i need reassurance
that maybe i am doing okay
and it’s all in my head.
why am i begging after all?
i’ll know when i’ve found the right one.
right?
Copyright © Tessa Yearwood | Year Posted 2025
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