I am wading through some murky waters
That I have yet to understand
With sludge so thick and deep enough
It keeps me from dry land
Still, I try to power through
While keeping you all informed
Though this barrage of wanting to know
Is leaving me quite scorned
All I hear is "you have run out of patience"
And "surely I understand"
Well No, I do not, I am always compliant
Especially to a brutish hand
Throughout the years I have kept in line
And played the dutiful role
But shaking hands with Father Time
Permitted my mind to **** my soul
At times the struggle is so intense
That I cannot catch my breath
I strain and gasp to choke it down
Knowing you expect nothing less
By pulling rank, you shut me down
And add weight to my fear and doubt
You fail to see that I am grown
A mother who has earned her clout
Assumptions can be cruel you see
We both have made our share
I hope my voice of honesty
Helps us to finally clear the air
You are an added link in a long chain
That is weathered but still intact
Now, I am asking out of respect of that bond,
Let us please breathe before we act
Always doing what's expected can create more damage within...
Is it really worth it?