Entropy
Where has it brought me
To the point of hatred towards my own kin
Less in thought and more of it on me
Why do I hate my mother
She’s taken my youth and discouraged my future
Left to take hold of her addictions
Copying what I know I don’t want
So why do I carry on
Doing things that I know resemble her
Cursed by a course of action
Product of a design
Disgusted ...
Friday 19th April 2024 7:52 pm
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