How is it that our flaws can be accepted?
When we have yet to make peace with them
Staring in the full length mirror
Just underwear on
Going from bottom to top
Counting what could be fixed too
Self-hate rising to the occasion
‘I never want to see a box of pizza again’
How did I get here?
Three years out of school now
Interviews by the dozen
‘We’ll get back to you’
Disgraceful loans from the parents
While living rent-free
Oh the glory days
Bought all the rounds
Girls clung fiercely
Some even agreed to share
How do children grow so quickly?
Weren’t we just wondering when she would walk?
Then she said her first word
I had hoped it would be my name
As if that mattered
So many cakes and fabric swatches to choose from
I watch as she makes decisions with him
My baby still
How could you do this to me?
I gave everything
You said you wanted luxury
So I built an empire
Made you queen of our home
Our cold home
Then I asked for children
‘Will you stop bringing it up?’
Wish I had
‘The cleaners’ is exactly right
How many good surprises will I get?
I grew up not expecting
Working tirelessly to get out
‘You will end up just like me’
Moved far away from that toxic place
I have all I ever dreamed of
A successful career
Used to think it was too much to ask
How times have changed.