I know he is your child

I know he just wants to grow up

But you are his grounding

He has helped me find mine

 

Its a while since I could run to mine

But she still cries

Still spits feathers

And wants to see me smile and grow

 

I might not be what you expected, wanted even

But he has held my hand

At a funeral, on our first date and in a nightmare.

 

I am still learning

I worry about wether there is a future

But I would still shoot myself first 

I am scared

 

So as a daughter to a mother

Please, please let me learn 

if it goes bad I will not string him along

He is an angel, Thank you !