Bitch

“She’s such a bitch.”

“She’s bossy and rude.”

So, I make like a witch

My life I will have brewed.

Although I work hard

And brag about my goat,

With my personal life charred

I write here this note.

I’m a control freak

Yes, I know.

With my closet color-coded

And my planner fully loaded

With meetings and meetings

and meetings and meetings.

I apologize for forgetting the good morning greetings.

Although I don’t mean it,

To cause such a fit,

You don’t see all the other shit.

My Brother, you see,

Was my child at 9.

With my mother’s post-partum plea,

He became mine.

My dad’s sick obsession

With liquor at night

Caused a type of aggression

I kept out of His sight.

So yes, I’m a bitch,

And bossy and rude,

But it’s due to the glitch

Of the life I was slewed.