The tears that’s, made us, stayed, they’d, kept us, locked up, against our, free wills to, leave! The tears that’s, made us, stayed, with her, so many years, and there’s, no way, for any of us, to break free, from her, controlling us, unless, unless, she dies, but, murder was, NEVER, a viable, option for us!
The tears that’s, made us, stayed, they’d, fallen from before we were, anywhere, NEAR, conception, oh, those tears, ran down her cheeks through the years of her childhood, when she’d learned, that she could, use them, to manipulate those, stupid adult counterparts of hers, and, she’d, started, using them, repeatedly, to her own, advantage…
how hard she’d, cried…
The tears that’s, made us, stayed, well, it’s, just about, run out, I suppose, after all, we’d, seen her cried in front of us, through our, childhood years, as adolescents, and now, into, our, adulthood years, and, that same ol’ trick (the only TRICK she’d learned, and known) finally, stopped, working on us.
And now, those tears, they don’t make us stay no (and your point being???) working, as we saw her, sniffling her nose now, we all, dash for that exit sign, getting away, from her desperation, to grab onto, whatever final straw she could.
She can’t, control us no (and your point being???) more! We’d, finally, outgrown the SHITS we’d been, raise up by now!!!
Life, the Obstacle Course 