I don’t quite know how this happens
And I don’t know if it’s just me
But when I am with my mother
I seem to transform…completely
My legs go limp
My hands swing back
My head’s thrown back in a moan
“S’not Fair!” I shout
Bottom lip stuck out
“Why don’t you just leave me alone?”
This simian cave has me trapped
No way could you tell it was me
I’m actually quite a nice person
Just not for my mother to see
But when she leaves
My back goes straight
My speech becomes more formal
My mind is clear
It does appear
I’m turning back to normal
You probably think that I’m mad
But to be sane I’m more than inclined
It’s just this monkey bothering me
Lurking in the back of my mind
I’ve honestly tried to stop this
But I just don’t have any control
For my mother sees me for the ape that I am
And still loves me – well – on the whole
Bookish Lara 