3/5/14

Saturday-

My mum comes home drunk,

with a different man each time

and I think she kisses them.

Monday-

My mum sits and stares at the wall.

A blank expression over her drawn face,

“I just can’t commit,” she says.

“But I am so lonely”.

Wednesday-

My mum tells me I am only happy

when my boyfriend is around

and I wonder if she realises who taught me dependency.

Thursday-

My mum sits with her iPad

and glass of wine,

sliding yes or no

on a dating site made for people my age.

Friday-

My mum gets dressed up,

red lipstick and all

and tells me her social life vastly outweighs mine.

She says I need all the friends I can get.

Saturday-

My mum comes home drunk,

with a different man each time,

and I think she kisses them,

and I think she doesn’t like it.

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