Mother Dearest (friend and foe)

She tries to talk sweet

But makes me feel foolish

Condescends my actions with a smile

Makes me feel ghoulish

I'm not your daughter I'm your doll

Who you want to dress up and control

Pretend it's my choice but that's not true

You with a smile, own me as a whole

I don't have a choice

Sometimes I forget the pain you bring

But you hug me and I feel a knife go in my back

We both ignore the red sting