who cares about that umbilical cord when it doesn’t stop you from hurting me

you say I’m part of you but I feel you don’t love every part of me

let’s go through my childhood book of memories

earliest one my neck falling backwards

self-esteem being not lifted high enough after

once curls popped out of my head you told me to straighten them

the sun hit my skin you told me to lighten it

desire set in to kiss and touch but you told me to fight it

wrong touch happened and you blamed me for it

said hell was coming for me

invasion of privacy

expectations I can’t be

but every time, you say you can’t possibly hurt me because you made me

you made me

but you also made drown and plead

because you only want the best for me

this damn umbilical cord is choking me

so controlling in and outside your body

can’t help but cry and scream

and I feel powerless as you still

call me your baby