I look at myself, 
and all I see sometimes is the pain
There seems to be a hold on me
What?
I can’t explain
I see my mother, and her mother, 
and her mother before her
Who all looked happy on the outside
But inside 
A dream deferred
Can I become my destiny?
Or will I repeat the same sins 
From here to eternity
There’s got to be something deeper
More than what I’m getting now
Please, somebody tell me what it is
Show me 
Somehow
For if not
I’m doomed to repeat the pattern of my foremothers
And from this life, 
I’ll never, ever recover!