paper thin wallsA Poem by Pharaohrelationship with my mother
The walls are paper thin.
Did you think they weren't? I hear every word you say. Did you think I couldn't? I'm only two feet away while your words float carelessly towards me. But, you don't care now do you? "Worthless.", "Good for nothing...", "Should have had a son." Why do you say these things momma? What did I do wrong!? I'm not perfect. Is that it? Is that why you prefer a son!? Your words cut through me momma as I sit here alone with these paper thin walls. © 2015 PharaohReviews
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