No longer Mummy

I remember a time when it was just us
With no brothers or sisters I got all the fuss
Mummy would make me feel special inside
No bad feelings I felt I had to hide

Trips down the beach, playing in the sand
Strolls through the park with Mummy holding my hand
Blow bubbles in milkshakes, eat burgers together
The smell of her purfume will stay with me forever

All was so perfect between Mummy and I
There was no warning it was going to die
It happened one day when she gave birth to her son
It was as though he was her only one

From that day on I was no longer real
Toys, clothes and food my brother would steal
I was left with nothing but a tear on my cheek
Beatings everyday left me very weak

Blisters formed from the strong cleaners I used
My arms were sore, my legs were all bruised
Attacked by the broom, head shut in the door
I had to accept it, Mummy loved me no more

She was not mummy, she was The Mum
I was no longer related, I was not her son
I would sit in my home; the basement, and cry
I would pray to the Lord and ask for me to die

Her and her son would go out and play
I would be left alone in pain everyday
Would curl into a ball to keep me warm at night
Be knocked about, pushed down the stairs, be beat up without presenting a fight

For her it was all too easy to kill off all her hate
As for me, I had no chance, I would just have to wait
I know now I was just her slave, there to help her out
But one day I will have my revenge, of that I have no doubt.