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Mother
Was I never enough or was I always too much?
Or was I just right there missing your touch?
How could you break it through
Life gave you life but placed these crazy challenges
Upon you
You had me, I wish I had you
You saw me, unsure what you saw when you realized I was not like you
I was me, just me
Somehow your heart was so hurt, so stuck, so encaged
That all you wanted me to be was
Free
I see now mother
You wanted me to be free of your pains
Free of your sins
Free of your chains
But you could never let go
And how could you teach your daughter the unknown?
And seeing me walking wildly in the night
Made you see in me the beast you abhor
Your daughter became the beast you wanted to be
But in desperation you pedestalled me
When I free-fell to the ground
you complained of my scene
Then we sat in hell over tea
What a nice day was that, truly
You heard me for once
I saw you, more than just my old glances
You are beautiful
Broken
Now you mending
Becoming
Awoken
Now you are finally bending
To accept all of me
To see me more than a daughter that looked like someone you pushed from your womb
but at any chance you said My mother was other someone’s
because of how I spoke
because of what I smoked
because of what I did
I am yours
I am yours
Cant you see
I’m not a phony
I’m not a smart ass
I’m not a titanium beast
I’m just me
I made myself this strong
To accept that you never made me home
Because your house was just a prison
In that case, thank you
For trying
To make me free
For trying through me
To be free
Can we both embrace
Without chains
Without covering our tastes
Just
That fact that I love you
You love me
And maybe we can build
A healthy
We?
Copyright ©
Juliana Beaumont
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