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Hope is for mama
You said i was safe that the monsters hiding under my shallow bed
Don’t get good kids
Mama what did i do wrong i prayed for the forgiveness never given it to the rich kids
Because grandma never got to puru after all
Mama is it true that your prayers get answered with the grace of god
That you have touched his hand
Do you know me
Mama no one cares anymore im apart of the forgotten ones
I have been sucked down like an ant in quicksand
Mama you covered my eyes as we watched scary movies at home
You never told me that when i get old you can't cover my eyes anymore
You did sit me down and explain that nothing will be the same anymore
You said i threw applesauce on the walls when i was small
Why didnt i listen when you said to turn my night light on
I was lucky that roy moore didn't get me after all
You warned me of the men who will talk down to me
Because they have no other way to feel powerful
Who knew that i knew him all along
Remember in sixth grade when the boy i did date dumped me with a bright orange sticky note on my locker
I never did tell you that i wrote my name really pretty on your flowered paper
And hung it on my locker
Mama those girls called me names
Said i was a freak
Mama they threw things at me
Mama i will never be the same
Do you remember when i told you i didn't like middle school after all
Came home with tears and screamed at it all
Because somehow it was God's fault
Mama you handed me two dollars and my keys
And told me it was time for me to take the bus
I didn't know what you meant until i started walking
Mama you told me that boys are dumb
I might give you that one
Because right now i dont feel strong i feel small
Sometimes i dont feel pretty or
smart
mama sometimes this seems wrong
This doesn't seem fair
Because i care about it all
Mama are you scared
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