A Mother’s Words
Why don’t you go shut up
Why don’t you go write a poem
Why don’t you go cry about it
Why don’t you go make up a story
Why don’t you go get out of my face
Why don’t you go draw a picture
Why don’t you go do me a favor
Why don’t you go do it already
Why don’t you go
Get it over with
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This poem could go on forever with endless iterations of that sentence. Love it!
I might be going out on a limb here, but it sounds like you and your mom have a somewhat volatile relationship 😏
At least writing lets us get it out of our system, doesn’t it? I am glad you are with us, Lubrina!
Well done! Get that hurt and anger out!