Paper Sorrys

You sang of paper roses

As you manipulated moments

Rooted beliefs in how I should be

My own thoughts clouded by your needs

My emotions were forbidden

Just the way you wanted

Serving others in victim mentality

It’s no wonder we feel unworthy

Serving others is your validation

Because you’re empty within

So many secrets between mommy and me

If you love her

Say sorry

Or else she’ll call daddy

What did you do to your mom

She called crying

Nothing

I created a garden of paper thin sorrys