It's not my fault
And it's not my problem
I wasn't meant to be a mother
At that young of an age
A mother to myself
And a mother to the two younger in age
I wasn't meant to be their mother
But it's still not okay
Because I didn't ask for this responsibility
To only be judged and endure your rage
It wasn't my fault
And you know that
So in response
I get beat down
And gaged
You think that I'm insane
When you know that I'm not the one to blame
YOU ARE READING
Ballad of an over thinker
PoetryHealing from bad relationships in the form of words. Some might be personal but hopefully this can help someone.
