Baby momma blues

"She thinks she's the lesbian welcoming committee."
Sometimes you have to hold on
To whatever makes you giggle
The little things
That purge the urge
To expell
Your brains with a bullet
I can't completely digitally delete her
And that - bothers me
What's wrong with me
She's the mother
I tell myself
Of my children
Step back, meditate
Whatever you have to do
Try to - be civil