Funeral

As I lay in the church
On that day, the day when you buried your past,
I knew I’d never understand
When I heard the echo
Of your voice
Rise up from below I
Could almost breathe
In perfect time with you
My feet hurt from doing your bidding
Always what you wanted and never
What I need
Just me and
Just me and this need
A blank part of my childhood
Gone unfulfilled, festered over
So now, disappointment isn't a bitch
Like me
What you think of me
Using your mother
As a shield
So you didn’t have to see
But secretly
You don’t know what you’ll be looking at
Once the barrier is gone and
So it is
So like you
You don’t know the touch of love or anything
About me.