The first time I told you I had an ex,
You called me a slut –
How passionate had I been for you, those days
Mundane life had passed I thought.
We got married, it was all a fairy-tale
A messed up life was getting settled.
We got an angel, you called her my fault
The time you needed was stolen away;
Realization struck me, you were never sensible,
A beautifully planned life was turning obtrusive;
So deep in love I wouldn’t leave you,
Bearing all the pain and abuse I still loved you
My angel had feared you forever it seemed
Could you not for once love her as you would for a son?
You turned insane , nights were dreadful,
How.did I tolerate you for so long? I thought
Decision made, I left you tagging my angel along,
She bloomed that day, I could see her smile.
You again made me guilty, so I slapped you,
She clapped and said “Mama it was never your fault. “