For Others from Righteous Woman by For Esmé

There are so many things I long to be
Other than a mother
But I found someone’s son I’d like to keep
With that soft strength like my brother
Now I ask impossible things
Of my lover
Of my lover
Half the glow and half the ache in me
Are my mother
Am I my mother?

There are habits I refuse to meet
At my alter
I see in my father
But there’s an uncomplicated ease
To being his daughter

Now I ask impossible things of my lover
Of my lover
To try to cure incurable things within me
That haunt me
Resigned to suffer like my mother

Where every urge to be set free
Just gets smothered
Just gets smothered
For others
For others
For others
For others

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