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"Mom"

I once was a small child forgotten in a room
there was never nowhere to go, Mom had left us on our own
Life was hard but I had no one to tell.
I took care of my brothers, to drugs mom had fell.
The drugs had control of her, I was lost and alone.
The P.O. took her away, nine years later she owns a home.
I thought her rules sucked, so I started to rebel.
I was taught to be good, I thought, “Go to hell!”
I took off to do my own thing, never cared what she’d say.
Now I know who was right, because prison is the price I pay.
My brothers will one day learn, they’re out doing the same.
I try to tell them but  they think I’m pretty  lame.
Soon I’ll be home, little do they know.
Once I get there my anger will show.
A peak at my life, my Family I love dearly.
I’m coming home to stay, a life to start I’m ready!!
I’ve seen my mom change, she has a whole new high.
I’m looking for one myself, She makes everything alright.
By my side she stands, a debt never to repay.
Unless my love is accepted, then too much she’ll say.
I love and respect her so much, I don’t know how to show it.
I’ll send her this little poem and maybe she’ll see it.
I’m 16 years old and in prison.
Next time she has something to say, I’ll listen!!


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  • BloodCrusted
    March 30, 2007

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    Nice!
    This is a nice tale of how us teenagers fall. Yet look up at our parents, but sometimes don't care what they say.
    And they just want to do what they think is the best for them, which is usually the worst judgment.
    I actually can relate to this. No, I haven't gone to prison, but I've been in VERY deep trouble for stupid decisions of mine.

    Thank you for entering this nice write.
    It's one that I can actually get in touch with, and be moved by it.

    -System of Cyanide


  • EvenStarsBreak--x
    March 30, 2007
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    "I’m coming home to stay, a life to start I’m ready!!
    I’ve seen my mom change, she has a whole new high.
    I’m looking for one myself, She makes everything alright.
    By my side she stands, a debt never to repay."

    Was my favorite part... good job and thanks for entering my contest.