Mother

You and I can't be much different.

A smile that hides the truth and a mother that fought our youth.

Hiding in our truths.

The reality is so new.

I might have lost my mind but you did too.

Who knew we would be so close?

You’re like a brother to me and maybe that could be true.

Your mother was a ghost while I was a mother to most.

Can't you see how close we are then most?