A mom.

A  mom. some of you are lucky to have the mom youve had you really are. She tries to keep you happy and really all she wants in return is yall to tell her thank you and that you love her.
A normal mom is supposed to do that. There are different ones tho.
You can have a mom the left your family, but is still there.
You can have a mom thats dead. But sometimes you still have memories of her being there and being happy.
You can have a mom like mine.
Where your happy memories come in patches bc she wasnt always there  or she wasn't quite there all the way in the head.
You know she loves you and tries. You really do.
When she doesn't take her medicine that makes her your mom. She slips away.
She becomes some other person that walks around your house like some lonely ghost.
Shes not your mom so what is she. Why is she here.
Why do you have to put up with this. Why does your family have to. Why does God do this to you when most of your life you were good and happy and you've always done your best in school and helping your siblings even if yall fight. You always going to church and loving God and life until just one day you crack.
Your healed slowly and painfully. Those scars can only be covered with new ones.