My children

The most stressful job
is being a parent

I long for quiet

for a few moments
for a space to hold
myself

Mama,
Maaaammmmaaaaa
Mama
Maaammmaaaaaaaa

Mama
Maaaaaammmmmaaaa

What’s for dinner?
Help me
I need you

it is tough
All the
time
to answer to someone else

Every moment of every day
I forgot how fun I can be

Mama can you see me?

I forgot what life was like when I only took care of myself

Mama look at my art.
Mama look at this video.

Mama, she hit me
Mama I think you don’t like me
Mama mama Mama Mama Mama

If I could I would resign

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