As much as I think
I keep getting lost
Going round in a circle
And still looking for a corner
One minute I am bedazzled
The next I am dejected
I have come to terms
With the worst part of being a mum
The menace that filled me with glee
Is overwhelming the next minute
I want to sort myself out
And the confusion has to end
I always want to relish it
I always want to love it
I always want to be perfect
I always want to be a radiant mom
I always want to be, not human