No Sympathy From Me

No Sympathy From Me
 
What did you think when you became a mother?
Did you envision that it would be easy?
Like it would be just a walk in the park
Sunny, but not too breezy?
 
What did you think when things got hard?
That you could just walk away
And leave the children to their own devices
What a way to lead them astray
 
Your children are a reflection of you
So become what you want them to be
Nurture them as they grow
And always love unconditionally
 
But that is not how it was with you
As it shows that they were maltreated
Constantly being passed around
Their adjustment to the norm impeded
 
Using your children as your personal pawns
Adding fuel to an already burning fire
Hoping to entice a personal windfall
Feeding on your own selfish desire

The children were never your first priority
You have made that abundantly clear
As they have been thrown by the wayside
For others to pick up and call them dear

Quit pretending that you are doing all you can
As they continue to wait and wonder
Every day that goes by strains their hearts
As you make excuses for your pitiful blunders