Tainted perspective
Mother led you astray
With her venomous games
You had no choice but to play.
I often wonder, how you are.
An unanswered phone call
No reply to text
Silence hurts more
Than any verbal flex.
I often wonder, if you're ok.
She has what she wants
To manifest her prediction
Just so she can say
She was right.
I often wonder, who you are.
She has taken all my money
To try to break me
But, the love in my heart
Makes me the richest man alive.
I often wonder, if you're still my daughter.
I can only bide my time
In hope you will see through the lies
Which you had no choice but to believe
You'll understand why I had to leave.
I often wonder, if I'll see you again.