I am like you Mom,
the young girl you were once
You told me to stand
but every time I did
why was I left to sob
You told me to be myself
I did
I tried
but they wished me to be the me they wanted to see
You told me to be the girl you were not
but here I writing
hoping I mark a spot
Feb 11, 2021
Feb 11, 2021 at 3:55 AM UTC
I am like you Mom,
the young girl you were once
You told me to stand
but every time I did
why was I left to sob
You told me to be myself
I did
I tried
but they wished me to be the me they wanted to see
You told me to be the girl you were not
but here I writing
hoping I mark a spot
