Ode to the trophy wife

Ode to the trophy wife
I don’t watch you
But I have heard about you…
How fuckin dare you
You ignore your daughters
Sayin ouch….
It breaks my heart that
You didn’t protect your babies…
You turn the other cheek
Teachin your audience how to get a rich man
How to get that bag…
You knew this was goin on…
You planned on doin your live video…
At first
I felt sorry for you
Then I see you ignored your
Little ones who were in trouble….
Your mama instincts didn’t kick in
You ignored that, too…
It really bothered me,
Bother my soul….
I heard that baby sayin
Ouch….
It wasn’t a good ouch…..
It scares me….
Your man was doin inappropriate things
To your daughters
While you sat there doin a fuckin video and
Your baby said ouch in the background…
Then you put your kids’ trauma
Online when it’s fresh, when it’s recent…
Like how dare you
And you wonder why kids grew up
With fuck up childhoods..
Some of them are mute….
They felt like they can’t trust adults
At...