Everyone’s mum is

 Patient except me

Doesn’t have that ugliness but I do 

I’m not talking about my mum 

She’s nice as can be

Trying her best I can see

But me

I make others cry 

Far away I live in an unknown land

And come pounce whenever I can 

On small prey to make them cry and feel sad

Lonely and mad 

Like me 

Punishments

Punishments

Punishments 

All girls are now happy except mine

All girls are not angry except mine

All girls are talked well to

Except I’m not talked well to 

I’m not talked to at all 

I’m all alone

The younger mama Nagat

Her story lives on 

In a room of silence just modern

Just forward dated

This exam 

These no attempts

These lack of decisions 

These missing emails

These hard to answer emails 

These sleepless nights

These awful mornings

These failed tries

Whose fault is it

I just don’t know 

I just don’t know