I should’ve stuck with my one worded answer My voice shouldn’t have shook My eyes shouldn’t have diverted to the floor My strictness shouldn’t have subsided She used to listen to me in the early stages of her life Now, she sees me as nothing more than a joke After her begging and pleading, I couldn’t contain myself any longer Pouring a full glass of milk Sitting at the table with five sugar cookies on her plate My seven year old child is now running around the house Due to my indecisiveness I’ve created a monster