If she bleeds.

Is the difference me or you?
Have you felt it these past days?
Have you shifted how you react,
Or have I changed my ways.
Are you performing for her
There are times the cracks till show.
I am tired from being 'the one'
I can not just let things go.
I'm the one who has to plan ahead,
The one who is prepared.
I take the responsibility,
Because it isn't shared.
I am ever now the mother,
And more so with her needs.
I am prepared when she is hungry,
And prepared for if she bleeds.
I know what will scare her,
I know when she'll need care.
Your disparaging remarks,
Show you don't understand, aren't there.