Never be a Mom, just an aunt - and not a very good one at that |
36 LINES They say I'm tough Made of stern stuff But in my head I'll never be strong enough. They say I can do anything I can fly like a bird on the wing But in my heart I'm less than nothing. They say my life is an inspiration That I deserve a standing ovation But my soul is filled with frustration. They say others' yardsticks can't measure What I have to offer is a rare treasure But I think I bring pressure, not pleasure. I'm a menopausal virgin The game of love I never could win Anti-hero? Ha ha, let's just say I'm Aunty Zero. Aunty Zero, can't be a Mommy Aunty Zero, can't care for a pet or baby Aunty Zero, don't mean anything to anybody. Even my mother didn't care for me I was just a doll or trophy A toy to play, a prize to display Not a person, a daughter - just a stray. I fear loneliness I fear being dependent Can't tidy up the mess Anger, fear, guilt, resentment. Is what I feel real or am I making it up My imagination sees you dismiss me with a 'yup, dear, yup.' Coz I'm Aunty Zero - not seen or heard Just the one who is a wee bit weird I'm Aunty Zero - and it's just as I feared To you my audience, I'm not endeared. I'm Aunty Zero, I'll fade away It won't matter to anyone if I go or stay. "Rhythms & Writing: Official WDC Contest" Prompt song: |