To My Dearest Mother

My eyes are not filled with tears anymoreI don’t have dark circles from nights of crying , my pillows no longer see the tear stainsI got away from you .Now my eyes are widevibrantinnocent yet wise.I have a rosy glowthat I could only get with make-up.I have the right to be beautiful, radiant and hone who I am in every wayyou took away that right.tried bully me with your might.you were not supposed to be jealous of mebut you wereyou were not supposed to blame your troubles on me.I did not ask to be bornyou are the one that brought me I had no choice in this matterI never thought I would say this but you are the proverbial step-motherlocking me in a metaphorical towerlike Rapanzelonly there was no prince to rescue me!

 

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