On the outside I’m somebody’s mother
On the inside I’m searching for the answer
Wishing I had a mother
On the outside I’d love to help, I want so much for you
On the inside I bit off almost more than I can chew
On the outside I’m so happy to look at our beautiful, growing family
On the inside I have post-partum and am drowning
On the outside I’m angry and want nothing to do with you anymore
On the inside I’m hurt and scared to lose you,
Wondering why you won’t sit down for dinner
On the outside my house is a huge mess with laundry piles and dishes in the sink
On the inside my kids are happy and full of snugs
On the outside we have it all, house, yard, kids, career, degree
On the inside we are in a civil war
~Ladybug
