Bitter and critical
she tells her partner
they're no good
but she'll protect them against
all of the emotional infirmities
criticisms
rejection
the loneliness
just stay back, little one
my slap on the wrist
is your fatale blow
the child stays
huddled in the corner
loosing color
tugging on the tattered shirt saying
please, just one time
We really are pretty
we really are ok
Why don't you share
people love me
possesive
with good intentions
not willing to take chances
stunting the little one
And the whole that encompasses them
Knowing no better
until their whole
turns around with her eyes
now open
and says
time for the kid
to get her chance once again
let her become
your equal
Birth sign: Gemini
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