My mother was always an overpowering shadow luring behind me
As I grew up, all I knew was not to end up like her
My family never looked away from me
The daughter of the disappointment
One part of me was born a disaster, the other a prophecy
To break away from destiny, to change fate
The weight grew heavy upon my shoulders
As I got older, they began telling me I had her eyes
Every time I gasped for air in the same way she did
Over indulgent, impulsive little girl
Those times I slip away from my own my own grasp
I see not myself but her in the mirror
Broken glass shards cut the soles of my feet open, a beautiful red paint emerges
And my childhood nightmares come true in the blink of an eye
I am exactly like her.