What Wrong Did I Do?

I was your forever that has now turned to never,
Once I was your heartbeat now am all you beat,
Then my mimics aroused you,
Now my woes and wails are music to your ears,
I used to be your magical morning dew,
A burden to your overloading bills I've become,
Where did I go wrong?

I was spotless,
Then tender skin now peals off,
Soft legs replaced with cracks,
Well nourished, smooth hair has become unkempt locks,
Topped with a stinking piece of bedsheet,
Smoke is all I leak,
A smile now a once upon a time memory,
I clothe on shame,
Did I do anything wrong?

Deep I cry for you to open your heart and lemmie feel your hurt,
Or at least understand a little bit of my mistakes,
Not a single day that I don't wish you would,
Perhaps no longer as a punching bag,
Strip off my pride as a woman in the eyes of the young fruits,
They no longer call me mum,
They run whenever they see me with their friends around,
Is it really so difficult to be said?
Or if you are dipping your fingers in another pot,
Can't you at least stop using me as a punching bag,
And treat me like a human being with flesh that tears with pain,
Much better of,
Tell me what wrong to you I did.