SHE ALWAYS KNOWS BEST

My mom told me about you.
She told me about how sweet you'd be
How everything you say would have honey dripping from it
Your smile would get me
The way you spoke to me would have me off focus
My mom tried her best to shield me from what you'd do
She said that you were no good
But I was stubborn
Hardheaded
I thought I could prove her wrong
I felt that times had changed and perhaps the way men were also
But she told me
She said that things as common never changed
Her voice was gentle when she explained how you would treat me
How from meeting you one time she knew that I would hurt in the end
But I wouldn't listen
I had to be with you or I thought I was going to die
It wasn't my heart nor was it yours
It was just hormones and that itch that needed to be scratched.
She saw it
She knew it
It stared at her just as plain as day
You would hurt me
And after all my denial and rebellion she stood there
She comforted me and consoled my heart
Even after she proved me wrong
Even after she told me about you


*Thank Mom*
(Crystal Frierson-Barnes)

©Nikki Frierson, 2010