You shout abuse
It rolls off your tongue
As if it was normal every day chitter chatter
We are the targets
Mom and I
Of your wrath and rage
You don’t speak to your friends
Down the pub
The way you speak to us
Do you?
Oh no, down the pub
Your full of niceties
They don’t see your ugly side
You save that until your at home
A street angel
But a house devil
That’s who you are.
Therapy Bits 
“A street angel / But a house devil” Such a powerful descriptor.
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thanks, Marla! X
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You’re welcome
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