
I am not your mother
And I don’t claim to be
We share the same last name
That makes us family
I am not your mother
No image to defend
Ignoring the hypocrisy
It’s easier to pretend
I am not your mother
A blessing in disguise
Clearly, you know everything
I’m too old to be wise
I am not your mother
But I’ll turn this car around
Forever at an impasse
There is no common ground
I am not your mother
The distance isn’t cheap
I’ll simply tell your father
Neither of us will sleep
I am not your mother
Still, it’s hard to look away
When choices turn to consequences
From the stupid games you play
I am not your mother
Which makes me sick inside
To know that I can’t help you
Despite how much I’ve tried
I am not your mother
Where would I begin?
Does loving you mean losing
When we both could win?
I am not your mother
That’s what hurts the most
Domestic isolation
A wicked, caring ghost
About the Creator
Laura Roodenburg
Author. Believer. Educator. INFJ. Texan.
Instagram & X: @Laura.Roodenburg
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