Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Comes With the Title



Every day is a constant battle
With prolonged arguments that never cease
The tide of bills makes it harder to paddle
These issues that over the years increase

Unleashed children always making me clean
I never get any time to myself
When there’s a dirty room, they flee the scene
Avoiding me and refusing to help

I slave for their wishes, day after day
I get no respect as I still wait here
Time takes control as youth throws me away
Every day I age in the mirror

These obligated tasks don’t make me calm
But it’s just another day being a mom

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