Grin And Bear It Poem by June Gray

Such disgust and anger and fear
God, I don't even know why.
When you wake up in the morning
I resent you.
When you go to bed at night
I breath a sigh of relief.

Why am i so angry
You birthed me
But when we touch i recoil
When we talk i cringe
When you go out in public i seethe

When i'm reminded that you are my mother
I simply wish you weren't.
I'm exhausted of seeing you, touching you
You're my mother
But i creep around, a coward in my own contempt.
That's just it, june.
"You love her, don't you? "
they say.

Grin and bear it.
Don't let her see your smiles of disgust and your
Lies of love
Just grin and bear it, june.
It wouldn't matter if she knew, anyway.

She'd cry and tell you it's just your teenage mind
You'd give in
and hug her,
hating how she smells
and she feels
and she is.

There's nothing she can do to change herself.
All she is is a drunken slap.
And all you can do is hate her.
She's not more than that.
You degrade her so the hate doesn't feel so bad.

Because after all,
You wish it wasn't true
She's your mother
"you love me, don't you? " i ask.
"of course, honey." she says
in all the wrong ways.