My mother told me
I'm the harshest person
She knows;
An angry-unsympathetic-
Raw-cold-woman-
Daughter.
My hands,
Clenched into fists,
Quake with fear.
Is it because
She's wrong,
Or because,
She's right?
She never says
And now,
I'll never know.
She changes the topic,
Quickly
And says,
"So, when are you getting
Married?"
I'm the harshest person
She knows;
An angry-unsympathetic-
Raw-cold-woman-
Daughter.
My hands,
Clenched into fists,
Quake with fear.
Is it because
She's wrong,
Or because,
She's right?
She never says
And now,
I'll never know.
She changes the topic,
Quickly
And says,
"So, when are you getting
Married?"
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