Not Mama


And when I decided to leave,
I left like Mama should have,
I abhor daffodils,
They’ve always graced Mama’s dressing table after a rough night,
Daffodils made her stay,
Daffodils made him worse,
I wasn’t Mama,
I’m not strong and quiet,
I’m loud and I’m weak,
My love can’t see beyond pain,
Assault induces flight,
I search for doors and run,
I’m not Mama.

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