¡Ama!

Put Your Fucking Head Down!

Don't even think about looking me in the eye.

How damaging is this?
What have you done to her? To them? Our family? Theirs?

What right do you have? To conceal? To hide?
What are you keeping from us?

The lives and relationships you've ignored, degraded, de-personified... Her father.

You act as if there was no substance
like people are less than...

What about your God?
You wonder why I don't concern myself with such beliefs... YOU as my example:

Your God... Give Me A Break.
Forgiveness and truth, what you're full of right?
I wish you could hear me chuckle. It's hilarious.

Your God... Oh Boy!
Tolerance and patience, your life's display; correct?
I wish you could see my sneer. It's quite amusing.

But don't even think for a moment that you'll lie to me again.

I won't have it.
I won't do it.
I can't believe anything you say anymore.

Your past:
It's who you are.
It's shaped what you've become.

I don't know these things.
I don't know who you are.

I know your lies.
I know who you think you should be.
I know what you thought was okay.

I'm here to tell you who you're not.

It was nice meeting you... Mother.