I wonder,
if you hadn’t given me away to your sister
if you only once had told me I made you proud
if you hadn’t repeatedly reminded me that I would never be as good as her
if you hade kept me a room in our home
if you had made me your number one girl
if you had come to the airport and asked me to stay
if you hadn’t found more comfort in your bottles
if you had carried our children when I couldn’t walk
if you hadn’t fantasized of other women while invading my body
if you had believed in my skills
if you hadn’t forced me to abort my babies
if you had lifted me to the stars
if you had listened to my prayers
if you had held my hands when my body broke down
if you had dried my tears with your heart
if you had looked into me and chosen to see the light
if you had helped me give the best of me
I wonder how life would have been then.
Thank you, my dear ones for not loving me enough. It made me who I am, unique and strong.
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