Mean Monsters

Dear Old Miserable Woman
You are now coming to an age of menopause and depression
The world seems to take you for granted
Your husband, daughter and son treats you like a fool
mean monsters they are
You are forever hopeless with your parents dead
while their tombstone is still new and the soil is still red
there is no where to turn 
You start to lose your head - your logical senses are deteriorating  
It has been revealed that you are no longer sincere with your lifelong responsibility
Well you asked for it ( remember that dusty engagement ring you kept away?)
Better stop quick cause your good deeds are gone to absolute waste
To be fair, you have done an excellent job of nurturing your offspring
Too bad your negativity is taking a toll on you
You know your problem - but guess what you're concealing your lips
now what help can that bring to anyone
Pity you Old Miserable Woman
You have been through a lot in your life and now your paranoids is killing you silently
The truth remain a blur behinds those hours of nagging with your loud,noisy voice
echoing in the rooms filled with soulless human attached to their gadgets 
who are you talking to eventually?

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