to my mother
Mother, dear mother of mine
You are truly my only friend in this world
Let me tell you everything that Haught’s my mind
With regrets little to none
Torn in two I was taught
To both be vocal and to be silenced
Fear was my childhood
Death could be my savior…
No
Mother, dear mother of mine
You had to play both loving parents
To make up for the scars
Left behind by the missing parent
Depression clouds me
I fight so vigilantly
As to not put any more scars
On my real guardian’s heart
I will make you proud
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