Last week I forgot just who I wanted to be my dreams got lost in a pile full of laundry
The bills were stacked so high I couldn't see just who I was
My voice was drowned out by crying voices yelling Mommy
My husband had no time he was out making the money
So I remained silent I couldn't tell them how I feel since no one was listening I just stood there
STILL
My hands are tired I cook everyday, I pick , pack, pull, and I clean
I can't find the strength to put my pen to my paper
No writing today my fingers are motionless
An overwhelming feeling of anxiety
Tears flowing down my face
No time to cry
Nowhere to hide
So much to do Mommy, Wifey Super woman to the rescue