Analysis of Mother

My mother wanting to be relieved from the sound
My mother watching as i went tirelessly to school
My mother not wanting to be filmed
Not wanting to be in the spotlight
But shes all talk about jewellery and those little clocks on your hand
My mother is eccentric
Though she’d never start a band

My mother doesn't have a father
My mother wants to be free
Thrown into a parenthood of no desire
with her fourth child, me
Finally broke her
Now i’m left with her tiredness
While you live your adults lives
In loneliness

“You look nothing like your mother”
Her skin is fair your skin couldn’t dare
She veils while you wail
You don’t see her tears for fear of an attack coming near
You can’t fathom her stories and experiences without shedding a tear
And you hold her near
While her smile droops, as she turns pale
You can’t just stare
Hold her, console her
Like her father couldn't
Like her mother wouldn’t
She is orphaned

You are grown
So you are to store her tears
When her parents are absent
Her whole world turns rampant
She reads her indulging stories
Tells her own
Only so you can see
For her, nothing is a blast
This optimism won’t last

She is not affectionate when you need her to be
She's nothing but a orphan you see
She plays mother and father to many
But will they ever appreciate mother like i do
Mother doesn’t know i appreciate her
Mother says i’m her favourite
She can’t live without me
That we have in common

If she knew about those scars, that blade,
She would not live to be with me
When I once, twice and thrice betrayed her
And almost gave up on life
Life, she hasn’t seen many of those
Her Parents are deceased you see
My mom will console and reassure me
So that I will have a reason to live
For her and me