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Favorite Daughter's Bitterness
I fed off her blood
Sucked her dry
Stole all her time
Crushed every dream she had
Killed any hope of her being young again
The final drop of water that breaks the dam
I was a parasite inside her
I almost killed her because she didn't exterminate me when she had the chance
Every time I look into her eyes I only see my reflection
All the things she hated about my father
Wrapped up in what everyone called a bundle of joy
She swears to all our relatives I'm her little mini me
I'm like her because she lies to keep me in line
I smile
I pretend
But behind closed doors I'm her worst nightmare
She loves me like a moth loves fire
Any bad thing that's ever happened was my own doing
If something went wrong in her life I was there in the background
Always waiting
Always watching
In the back of her head reminding her
She'll never be the mother she never had
I will never be the daughter she wanted
As a toddler my parents were convinced I would never speak
Now I can't stop and all my words are laced with a venom that burns my tongue
I can't get the taste of her manipulation out of my mouth
I'm secondhand smoke
Always lingering long after the cigarette's burnt out
She can't stand the smell but lights another one anyway
She can't get rid of me
She needs the constant reminder of her failures
The last link to everything that could’ve been
I could've been more than a mosquito she kept on a leash
I wasn't born with malicious intent
But I was born hungry
And she tried to starve me.
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