Mother doesn’t listen
She can’t seem to hear
In my voice what’s missing
Built on child’s fear                
Always in conflict
Of knowing how to feel
Fantasy and daydreams
Leave my thoughts surreal

The tone of my voice can tell so much
More than I wish to show
And when I cover up so much
Where do those feelings go

Positive thoughts
Must be brand in my head
Memories of childhood
Tears I wept in bed
Try to come to terms with
Dysfunction I was fed

 Dawn
M.