What we see but don’t tell

What we see but don’t tell

Should I say younder that I did love you
Should I scream it at the mountain top to please you
Mama
Cherish me as you can
I have no one else
Let Adeeze be
I am but your only child.
Don’t tempt my self destruction, I have only just learned
To love myself as a whole
Not a substitute of who you really wanted.
If your womb did bare me then spare me!
Your comparison makes me lose to my shadows
And my thoughts blur , even through my eyes.
I see no good
In your forever echoing words
“You better be like Adeeze, she’s…”

Let me have comfort
Please Mama
I don’t want to be whom my father raises up my skirt
Touching in and moving while I moan
Telling him not to stop
To move speedily and whole in this abomination

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