Moms
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@ lillian butcherpyke
2026-05-14 01:37:14
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Mom mode, all day, no breaks, no pause
Run this whole house while I’m breaking the laws
Of sleep, of peace, of sitting still
Everybody needs a piece until I got no will
Mom mode, hair tied, stress sky high
Smile for the kids while I’m dead inside
And when I finally sit, suddenly I’m “lazy”
Funny how the queen of the house gets treated crazy
Wake up tired, already late
Lunches gotta pack and the bus won’t wait
One kid crying, one kid screaming
One needs shoes while the baby’s teething
Sink full high like a mountain range
Same damn routine, different damn day
Appointments, groceries, laundry piles
Haven’t heard silence in a thousand miles
Everybody calling “mom” like a job title
Whole damn house running off my survival
And if one thing slips, then suddenly they see it
But all the work I do? Man, nobody repeats it
They don’t see the lists in my overloaded brain
The pressure building up like a thunderstorm rain
Then I snap one day, now everybody cares
“Go relax for a bit” while they stare from upstairs
Mom mode, all day, no breaks, no pause
Run this whole house while I’m breaking the laws
Of sleep, of peace, of sitting still
Everybody needs a piece until I got no will
Mom mode, burnt out, running on fumes
Cleaning everybody else’s mess and doom
I don’t need a medal, I just need maybe
To sit at the park and breathe without “Mommy!”
I don’t wanna vanish, I don’t wanna hide
I just don’t wanna carry the whole damn ride
Wanna sit on the bench while my kids go play
Without packing ten bags for a two-hour day
Wanna drink my coffee while it’s still hot
Not reheated six times in the same old pot
Wanna hear my own thoughts for a minute or two
Not “Mom where’s my charger?” every time I move
And the wildest part? Moms still show up
Even half empty, we still fill cups
Still kiss bruises, still make dinner plates
Still hold it together with anxiety shakes
Yeah we loud when we break, but quiet in pain
That’s why burned out moms feel clinically insane
Cause nobody notices the load we lift
Till the engine blows and the whole house shifts
Mom mode, strong back, weak knees
Holding this family together with caffeine
Still standing tall even shaky and bruised
Cause moms don’t quit, we just run overused
Mom mode, one day they’ll know
How much love was hiding inside overload
Till then we survive with dark jokes and grace
Tears in the bathroom, mascara on face
Run this whole house while I’m breaking the laws
Of sleep, of peace, of sitting still
Everybody needs a piece until I got no will
Mom mode, hair tied, stress sky high
Smile for the kids while I’m dead inside
And when I finally sit, suddenly I’m “lazy”
Funny how the queen of the house gets treated crazy
Wake up tired, already late
Lunches gotta pack and the bus won’t wait
One kid crying, one kid screaming
One needs shoes while the baby’s teething
Sink full high like a mountain range
Same damn routine, different damn day
Appointments, groceries, laundry piles
Haven’t heard silence in a thousand miles
Everybody calling “mom” like a job title
Whole damn house running off my survival
And if one thing slips, then suddenly they see it
But all the work I do? Man, nobody repeats it
They don’t see the lists in my overloaded brain
The pressure building up like a thunderstorm rain
Then I snap one day, now everybody cares
“Go relax for a bit” while they stare from upstairs
Mom mode, all day, no breaks, no pause
Run this whole house while I’m breaking the laws
Of sleep, of peace, of sitting still
Everybody needs a piece until I got no will
Mom mode, burnt out, running on fumes
Cleaning everybody else’s mess and doom
I don’t need a medal, I just need maybe
To sit at the park and breathe without “Mommy!”
I don’t wanna vanish, I don’t wanna hide
I just don’t wanna carry the whole damn ride
Wanna sit on the bench while my kids go play
Without packing ten bags for a two-hour day
Wanna drink my coffee while it’s still hot
Not reheated six times in the same old pot
Wanna hear my own thoughts for a minute or two
Not “Mom where’s my charger?” every time I move
And the wildest part? Moms still show up
Even half empty, we still fill cups
Still kiss bruises, still make dinner plates
Still hold it together with anxiety shakes
Yeah we loud when we break, but quiet in pain
That’s why burned out moms feel clinically insane
Cause nobody notices the load we lift
Till the engine blows and the whole house shifts
Mom mode, strong back, weak knees
Holding this family together with caffeine
Still standing tall even shaky and bruised
Cause moms don’t quit, we just run overused
Mom mode, one day they’ll know
How much love was hiding inside overload
Till then we survive with dark jokes and grace
Tears in the bathroom, mascara on face
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