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To Be Honest...


To my mother I am her baby girl
The last she ever brought into this world
But she was a dark presence
Took away slivers of my innocence
Her mouth speaks utterances of love
Yet she knows
That tongue has been to places
She should’ve never dared to go

To my father I am his eldest daughter
First born preceding younger half brothers
Product of his youthful stupidity in life
When he knocked up and wifed
A troubled woman who is nothing but strife
Yet he tries
To take back the events
When he had nothing for me but goodbye

To the ones who raised me
Scolded, loved, and nurtured me
They were far from flawless
Sometimes strict, sometimes careless
But they were life’s best offer
I am their spoiled rotten grandchild
Youngest, and raised like an only
Now in teen years going crazy and buck wild

To lost and found siblings
The elder shared similar and worse abusings
At the hand and mouth of my mother
Yet didn't treat me as a bother
Rather spoke to me as an equal
The younger ones and I fought
Hated each other for awhile
Yet animosity, we always forgot

To myself, if I spoke truthfully
I am a melting pot of insanity
Hot Filipino blood runs true
Mississippian roots too
Two sides of anger issues within me
Bipolar feelings overwhelm my mind
So I pour them into music and paper
Dare I call myself one of a kind?
Written by KittyFromHell
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