More Like Your Mom And Less Like Your Wife Poem by Shilesha Johnson

I feel like more like your mother then I do your wife
Because I have to continuously nag you
To put me first sometimes
Continuously nag you
About whatever it is that you do
I have to repeatedly tell you what’s right
And what’s wrong
And I feel like it’s a waist of breath
Because you know it is all along
But like a child would disobey
YOU hurt me anyway
Knowing exactly what it is that’s causing the pain
But I’m guessing you don’t care
So whenever you’re ready
Just as a kid would leave for college
You can leave me here
I will be okay
And it wouldn’t make a difference if you stayed
Because it barely feels like I’m with you anyway