I come from a long line of psychotic women,
handed down naturally,
we scream,
yell,
hoot and holler,
we have things we're proud of and moments of shame,
we speak freely and are strong willed,
raised by mothers we are glad to be like,
who we acctually strive to imitate in adult life,
we're heavy tempered and warm hearted,
we learn life lessons and allow our offspring the same right,
all women of trial and error,
we never give in,
we try all the wrong ways first,
even when we had the right path at the start,
we see the future and know the past,
we are instinctual and knowledgable,
though naive at times but never gullable,
our children are reered to be like us and strong enough,
each generation smarter than the one before,
encouraged to be brave,
allowed to take in strays,
we are broken hearted and heartfelt,
we never give up,
we hold grudges that we've forgotten the cause,
we know our place and we stay the hell away,
we have the courage to servive everyday,