"Now be a good girl, Mama's gonna make you feel good". "Yes mommy" For as long as I can remember she's always had this look in her I that can't quite be explained in one word, however, a word that does come to mind is hunger. It was always like she was this lion and I was a piece of meat that she wanted to devour. No one ever noticed. No one. I never got to live my life because it was always controlled. How I wish things were different. But I know that only one can dream. But someday I get out of it and I have to except I'm gonna be alone while doing so.