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When I was a little girl
I was a beautiful thing
My Mother didn't want me in her world
But like a wasp those words still sting

She said I was ugly inside
And then she gave me away
Many nights I laid in bed and cried
Thinking of all the words I wanted to say

Like how can you create a whole baby
Then throw them away like that
Did she ever stop and think that maybe
I would hate her just as fast

I grew up in a house that didn't have love
All because I wore her face
But that wasn't enough
Because the hate was your's to replace

My great aunt took me in
Not because she loved me
The acceptance became obligation
So my life wasn't happy

Then I grew into who I became
And my real mother only hated me more
The feeling became the same
And you told me I was a dirty whore

My Mom was an awful sort
She should have never became a Mother
She told me I was the child she should abort
Then only raised my brother

She said I was ugly inside
And that I should have never been born
Many nights her words ripped me like a tide
My heart was broken and torn

Then one day I woke up from that nightmare
And I looked deep into my face
See even though I had her stare
My heart and soul are in a better place

Because of her I was broken
But I allowed myself to move on
5 years have gone and we haven't spoken
And the pain she inflicted is gone

So even though my own Mom tried to break me
I realize the strength that I own
I broke them chains to be free
And now I'm finally home

A.D. Small
December 3, 2022