this poem is one of my most favorite ones that ive writen and well i hope you like it as well......and.....it speaks the truth............

everyone has a mom or had one and you probly appreciate her but...
i dont she yells at me wen i do nuthin wrong and shes nevr
proud of me how do i feel?i feel pissed sad depressed and hurt
besides the scars my father left my mother has done some
damage herself until the day i left them my heat has
bled bcuz off the pain she made me go through and then it finally
froze......now all i have is a heart of ice that will remain frozen
until someone,any one can free my heart frm its icey prison
but until that day its nothing but ice...........