What's my Definition?

I was meant to be a mother

But if that isn't now to be

I'm not sure what happens next

What is it now that defines me?

Fighting Fire with Fury

Anger’s a motherfucker, tearing through my chest,
Ripping out the bullshit I tried to digest.

I don’t want to sing no more

I don’t want to dance

You can take mine off my hands at the weekend,

if you’ve got nothing else on, that is.

One black eye

One split lip

And more tears than I care to remember