How ruthless I thought you are,
How could you sleep peacefully after sending me away ruthlessly,
How could you not come to see me or call me once and treat me coldly,
So all along I thought how ruthless you could be.
But little did I know mum you were secretly crying and missing me,
You use to starve yourself so that you could feed me .
I was 11 years old, old enough to fathom how much you love me yet you were successful to make me wonder how Ruthless you could be.

Excerpts from,
"Ashley Kimberly- HE is the woman".