This House is Not a Home

You’re not my problem,
dear.
You shouldn’t try so hard,
because,
I’m not looking.

I never asked for this!

I never asked for
you.

So, now, hush.
So, now, be
So
Still.

Don’t breathe too
deeply;
Mother, mother
will find you, and
Mother, mother
will—
Do you want to know?

So sad, it must be,
little girl,
don’t you see?
Home is never where
your heart should be.

It’s always too far to reach.