I don’t wanna be who I will

Mother Poetry

Sapphire Shakya

She said, honey you’ll be me one day
Be responsible as a woman is what she say
That’s right, sometimes I truly lose my values as a lady
I am too busy not behaving and acting too shady.

She lets me do whatever I want, but bugs me often
She forgives me too, that’s what makes me soften
But I wish I could tell her not to do more
She would be working from 6am to four.

Maybe that’s the reason I don’t wanna act like woman, walk as her
Freedom like the men is what I seek for
My mom believes in freedom tho, she wants me to fly
Yet she doesn’t want it for herself, doesn’t want me to cry.

My mother would be a great example for me, she’s my idol
She was the only one attending my dance recital
Her strict footsteps down the staircase would be so alarming
But all the little things she did to me is heartwarming.

Mother, I would love to be you, you re so humble and so caring
But all the things you go through makes me question how are you bearing
I understand I need to be independent, I need to be strong
But going through what you go through, it just feels wrong.

Maybe I’ll be a woman or a mother someday
Then I’ll realize all the things you go through, that’s what you say
but you know mother, I see you cry in the corner of the room
Your smile is like, in a spring, a flowers bloom

So mother, even If I had a chance, you is what I don’t wanna be
The diamond tears in you eyes is what I don’t wanna see.

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