'From the bitterness inside
To the public shame
The morning may be bright
But the day cast in gloom
The summer brings darkness
Not only to my skin
It brings a twinge of regret
To me, within
The words unspoken, the words cursed
Lay on my heart as you utter
You speak in tongues and circles
I fear the worst
You say you accept me....
Then how can you disagree? '
She is your child, you are her mother
You will never fully understand each other
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