Blankets would swap magazines
With my mum
And I'd get a rollicking
If I did the crosswords.
She was going to
Drive through for lunch
And asked if we wanted anything
My mum says "Yes a banana milkshake,
but YOU, you don't deserve
Anything you rat bag"
I didn't argue.
And they would gossip
About our neighbour
Who went everyday.
But she couldn't work
As she was on dialysis.
So if she wanted a treat
then good on her.
They would check the
Sheriff court website
To see if they knew anyone
Who was in trouble.
I thought they were
Quite sad to be frank.
I remember them
Slating a lady who
Had been told she
Had actual clinical depression
From the doctor.
The lady had been neglecting
The housework and needed
Time off work.
Of course them thick as thieves,
Said that it was just an excuse
Like depression did not exist.
It was just a cover up
For laziness or idleness.
So when I got ill,
That was a spanner in the works.
My neighbour said that
My mum was crying
Every night I was in hospital.
Deep down my
Parents did care
Was what she was saying.
The doesn't account
For all their wrong doings though.
I guess we weren't
The type of family
That say love you before
We hung up the phone.
But life is hard
And sometimes the only
Way to get by is to bury,
Or set aside,
Your true emotions.