Mental Mother

bedroom door flies open  
shes got that look  
like shes  the only bitch that matters  
 
shes offering money for all of us to leave  
be gone, stay gone  
come back last  
$20 for the winner  
 
why did she have kids?  
only to toss us out before coffee  
cocaine and breakfast?  
 
yet prior to running out the door  
she grabs you  
makes you sit  
at the kitchen table  
 
the dreaded kitchen table  
this is where she wants you to know shes the best  
its all about her  
 
her narcissistic ridiculousness  
oozes through her every pore  
our poor father  
he tried so hard  
 
her lies and deceit  
she lies about everything  
except hows shes perfect  
 
shes NEVER said sorry  
called me an ugly lil girl once  
I reminded her, I was HER child  
 
I had a fat lip for many years......  
 
*growing up with a mentally ill mother wasnt for the weak....  
we had to learn to survive at a young age  
I dont wish it on anyone and I didnt even get into more detail*