I’m not gonna say it
No there wouldn’t be a way
You’d ever come to find me say
That I have a favorite child
Maybe one day
But it’s definitely not today
I just need a break you see
This particular child turned the tables
On me
Acting like their love isn’t free
But let their father come around
And they act really differently
So yes I’m upset
Maybe jealous too
But what would you do
If you were in my shoes
Would you admit?
That out of favorites
That one ain’t it
It’s not like you think
It’s a piece of shit
But maybe that child causes
More harm than good
Crying often with me
Than you thought they should
Breathing is hard
Because you really just would
Rather walk away
But you’re a mom
So what can you do?
What can you say?
So no I’ll never admit
That I choose one
And as long as I’m alive
I’ll always play dumb
Making sure no one knows
That sometimes it’s really
Difficult
And I would rather say
I have no favorites
Everyday
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