Mother.

“Hiya Lianna, it’s just me,
                   I fucked off when you were three,
   I left for another man,
                      And left your dad with his heart,
                          In his hands,
               I lie to you,
                    Infact I lie to myself too,
  When I think about it,
                     Who the hell am I?
            How can I know,
                          I’m a massive walking lie,
                   Fucked up,
                         And ugly inside,
             I blame your dad,
                    Because I cant face what I did,
            I hate this place!
  I need to redecorate,
                    But I cant spend too much money,
                            Your dad makes me pay for you!!
                  That’s not funny!!
                         He makes me poor,
            I cant afford a thing,
                            Do you like my new lamp?
            And my new diamond ring?
                            It only cost 700 pound,
                        But shhhhh,
           Don’t make a sound,
                          I have no money, remember?”


               Lianna

                   “Everyday you wake up,
           With my brothers right beside you,
                               And your life goes on,
                 Just as it should do,
                            Do you ever even spare,
                   A thought for me?
                               Or is your life,
                      All you can see?
          Closing your eyes,
                           To the outside,
               Wont cover what you,
                              Keep trying to hide,
         Your perfection you don’t even see,
                              Is an ugly disguise,
                   Built behind your,
                              Brick wall of lies,
                    You lie and say,
                              You have it hard,
                 But your sick perfection,
                           Has me deeply scarred.”