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Cold Home


I am from “Chilindrina” to “Chimoltrufia”

that my mom has nick named me.

I am from a powerfull women

that has to play the role of a hardworking father

because my father is too busy

playing the role of a coward.

 

I am from doing everything on my own

because my mom has to work her back off

so my brother and I could have food on the table.

I am from a cold home.

 

My dad i've seen him in my whole life twice.

My mom she’s never home

I never see her even if we live in the same house.

 

I am from “fuck! I have have a parent meeting again, who am i going to take”

I am from hating the words “met” and “parents”

in the same sentence

 

I am from wishing my mom would stop trying to be that dad that left.

To start being simply my mom

because i'd rather have her give me tight hugs

but instead she tries to buy my love with her stacks

She always says I have everything I want,

but if she only knew

all I really want is my mother’s love.

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