"You are so beautiful
You look so much like your mother"
They would always compare
And I would smile awkwardly
Lips tight against my teeth
Because many knew of my mothers beauty
But few knew about deep seeded ugliness
My father loves to drink is wine
A bottle for everyday of the week
He would take exaggerated sips
And begin his rants
About immigrants
About money
About her
That night his voice rose
To a volume that the neighbours
Must have been able to hear
"You are so destructive
You are so much like your mother"
Only I could smell the stinging scent
Of alcohol on his breath
And when I looked at his flaming face
I saw a bitterness of the past
Reflecting in his telling eyes
My head was suddenly swarming
With thoughts of insecurities
And unanswerable questions
Parading around my mind
And my eyes swam with tears
But just like spring showers
They were there in an instant
And gone within the nest
"You don't know me
You are nothing like a father
And I am nothing like my mother"