Look Happy
here she comes,
she doesn’t know
she doesn’t know anything
just a mom,
an ordinary person
I am unique,
A gifted child
She says so
Everyone does
I am special
She is just ordinary
who has no idea what is going on in my head
its not like she had to do anything in her life,
my dad paid for it all,
until the divorce
after that he picked another anti-winner
mom said we will have to deal with her,
there is a whole ‘nother category of stupid in the world
says she
I say “I know” like I always do
but then again, I don’t always know
what’s best for me,
I didn’t know
I never knew
I will never know
Or I will never have
All the wisdom my mom ever had
Or is it just hero worship?
Saying my mom is better than your mom
Even though she isn’t and you know that
But that knowledge is hiding its face
Trying not to be seen
even when its glaring at you in the face
so put on that masking smile
hide all your feelings deep
only allow the select few through
in the darkest hours
I try
and I try again
to hide away my fear
my hopes
myself
I am hiding myself away
Yet in all hours
I can never hide from my mother
So here she comes
Look Happy