the only two residents of the house

we all have something to look up to,
something that's killing us inside,

staring at the celling fan,
two rooms divided by a wall,

sits a mother and a daughter,
resilience and strain

one pushing through,
one giving up

sitting in two rooms,
separated by a wall

one dimly lit,
other with all the light

the only two residents of the house
a mother and a daughter

the mother walked into the other room
with a problem 

something on her phone,
she's yet to learn

she asked for help,
the daughter didn't.

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