This Is for Me

The splitting image between my mother and I

is as visible as can be,

but from this mold I am planning to break free.

You see she never got her GED

never had the ambition to make herself great,

always needed someone to hold her hand

even when the world is having it's debate.

She needed to stand on her own two feet

and be there for her kids,

as if she thought of them as only baggage

after placing an unknowing bid.

I used to think she loved me

from the side that she only revealed,

while forcing me to do her work

even as I tried to heal.

But this upcoming week I take the test,

I studied hard and I will do my best.

I am nervous and I worry that I will fail,

but I will remain positive

because this is the basics of what life entails.

I am twenty-five years old and I have come too far,

to not pass the low measure

of where my mother place her bar.

My God is with me and through him I will strive,

with each and every day that I am alive.

This - right here - is what I am doing for me,

happy to show the world where I shall stand - free.

I am pushing out of the shadow that always eclipsed

whatever path that lied before me,

I shall make my own way and just be.

For this shall be my very first step to make all see,

that it isn't just my heart and soul...

that separates her from me.