Poetry Marathon Hour Eight

I had nothing to say about the prompt for this hour… so I wrote what I wanted to…

Am I the Mistake

I understand now
That you were right,
I was your mistake.

That doesn’t mean
It was in any way
On my shoulders,
For I was a child
Whose only responsibility
Was growing up.

You made the mistake
In having children
You could not love
Unconditionally.

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