What kind of Person could stand by,
And watch their child torment themselves,
Destroy their being,
Who could just leave them in the dark,
Forgotten,
Alone.
You’d Call me pathetic in this state,
While My heart bleeds out,
While I Scream your name,
While I Scream “Believe me!”.
You Never will,
We wish you would,
Me, My Soul, My Heart,
All those little things you ignored.
I Know you cared for me,
Raised me,
But when it came to emotional sickness,
All you did was brush me off.
You wonder why I Lie, Why I Hide,
You’re a hypocrite when you say you care,
You only mean it halfway,
You’ll only deal with the problems you can handle,
You may be older,
But your doubtfully wiser,
You Don’t understand,
You never really will,
I know that,
But the Least you can do Is accept who your daughter is,
Grab her hand when she’s reaching out,
After all,
You are
My Mother.
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Okay, Two things, I Dont hate my mom. We had gotten in a fight because I Was trying to discuss something with her that she seems pretty closed minded about.
And I'm sorry for flooding the world, I have a lot of poems.