16 September 2012
I waited hours just to see your face, For you to take me to a happy place, Instead you shook your head and left, I'd never felt so lost or bereft.
A mother should be there when I need, To love, to cherish, to help, to feed, Instead you act like it's s chore, You're changing what a mother's for.
Another day, I feel forgotten, A left-out apple, with mould, I'm rotten, I'd run away and you wouldn't care, Sometimes it's like I'm not even there.
False Motherhood... • Opuss № I