mom

i could talk about everybody that has got my back

knowing that they could leave me

and possibly turn around and come back

knowing from the very beginning i probably slept against your back

knowing that you yelling at me always kept me on track 

even in my heartbreak you never forsake or ever slack

you always helped me picked out my school clothes and back pack

our relationship is an equation that they'll never crack

first best friend 

to the end

my mom

Shattered

It was all a dream, huh?
I was fine, to think my own thoughts
To feel my own feels
Guarded
Soft hearted
Never knowing that you could see me
Though I would never say a word
Absurd, though it was
Because we were in a different time and space
I face
The reality
Of things never being the same
You spoke words better left
And I just have to manage
My thoughts
My feelings
Because to think I could just feel
Without consequence
Is a mirror
That has been shattered.