Poem
Sometimes I hear my mothers tone Come out of my own mouth
It doesn’t stress me out
And I’m not bothered
Anymore
There are worse people to take after
There are worse people to take after
There are worse
There are
Sometimes my tone sounds just like my mother
The tone that gets let out
When nearing anger
In my own ears
But I’m not worried
I’m not bothered
Anymore
Sometimes I hear my mothers tone
Coming out of my mouth
She taught me something better
Than being placid