A War Within

Bitch or Broken

At least fire a warning shot (s), So I can suit up emotional armor before intrusive thought (s),

Under attack from the outside in, You’re an embarrassment, a failure, destined to lose — not win!

Your book will fail, you missed an edit, An amateur, giving yourself WAY too much credit.

You’re 38, but your aging shows, Your face is beginning to wrinkle, with poor taste in clothes.

Your youngest is five, and you still have a pouch, Your posture is dreadful — sit up straight — don’t slouch.

A new job when your house is still cluttered, You can’t handle it now — the voices muttered.

She doesn’t know her numbers yet, And the tooth fairy didn’t come, how could you forget?

It’s been weeks since you have spent time with him, You’re not keeping the fire lit, your letting it dim.

And let’s not even discuss your hair, Nothing will help, not even a prayer.

These thoughts and voices are all your blame. You should do better and feel shame.

Screaming the other moms are trendy and tidy, They have date days with their husbands every other Friday.

Those other children are so well behaved, Ours are continuous chaos by you were raised.

Your plate is full, yes — by the way, we have no forks, After your history, how could you even consider popping that cork?

Your writing a poem — oh, poor me, After yesterday you went on a shopping spree!

How about the garage, or maybe the spare room, You’re sitting and typing — get up and get the broom!

Only FIVE more days to get everything in its place, It’s no longer a sprint — it’s now a race!

Expectations, responsibilities, you have to complete, Before you leave on Monday, we want everything neat!

Plus, your appearance needs revamping, A cut and color, gel nails, and teeth whitening.

A tan, car inspection, interior deep clean, It is best if you wear yellow, not that color green!

Videos now, what will you say? That I am a Debbie Downer who sees the world in dark gray?

If you don’t like something, then change it, Stop making excuses and throwing a fit!

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You know what FUCK YOU, I am doing great! You’re just giving me fuel by all that hate!

I take care of three kids and an old and sick dog, I am tenacious and resilient and fight through the fog!

I have reinvented myself and changed my life, I am a damn good mom — an amazing wife!

My kids are sassy, but they are hella strong, They can also apologize and admit when they are wrong!

I have self-created SIX additional revenues streams, I am not earning millions, but I'm chasing my dreams!

Try me please, say I can’t, You’ll be begging for “Debbie downer” after my rant!

Housework’s my curse, but I try my best, And I don’t give a shit about the “others” or “rest”.

I am me, and I am enough, Classy and polished — but I have a mouth and am tough!

My belly is from babies and 100 lbs carrying twins, Fuck working out — I’ll buy Kim K’s Skims.

I have wrinkles because I laugh and smile, I know my shit — not in denial!

Split in half bitchy and broken, You lit the match, after all, you have spoken?

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That was my intention, to get you out of our head, To give you power — ignite your fire — help you see red!

Now, go after all that you definitely deserve, You don’t need that armor just to hit that nerve!