Mother dearest, my one and only
how is it that everything you do leaves me feeling so lonely?
You find out who I am and you throw my happiness away
with a single word or look, you always ruin my day.
Why can't you accept me for me for me?
I am what I am - just let it be!
I'm not a normal teenage girl, I know,
but this is something you just have to let go.
I'm not your little girl anymore - I experiment and I try,
and why do you hate me for refusing to lie?
You raised me to be honest and true,
so why do you persist this detest for what I am is something I must go through?
Love is only love when you love that person for who they are,
and you, Mother, do not - which I can't help but find bizzare.
I smile the same smiles, and I laugh the exact same,
and I'm so sorry, Mother, that I've put you to shame.
If I could I'd be gone in an instant; out of your sight,
and if you continue on this path of hating what I am - I just might.
I'M NOT PERFECT! I'm sorry, I truly am,
but the way you treat me is nothing short of a vile sham.
When I look in the mirror you're always behind me,
the disgust in your eyes is something I can clearly see.
I'd change who I am if I could,
you know that in an instant I would!
Getting your approval means so much,
but I can never to be perfect; as is my crutch.
For now I'll just hide my face,
as I am your solitary disgrace.
I'll never stop loving my boyfriend, nor my girlfriend,
and my love for both sexes is something you will never end.
Look down on me now all you want, soon I won't care
for it won't be long before you never have to see me - my sins, you'll never have to share.
After years of my absence, the decades roll by and your time will come
and I'll lay a single rose on your grave; "I'm sorry, Mother, I'm sorry that you were ever so numb."
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i love this. (:
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filled with such sadness
If this is true, my heart goes out to you, i can not speak from a parents view, only as a child of my parents. we were brought up very bohemian, very freed its hard when parents try to place you in their box, and i appreciate now what my parents did, they loved me through all my trials never expressed there disapointment in me, but that alone brought on my own conviction because of there tremendous love for me, a parent loves unconditionally. and they have there own self reflection in what you do in your life, they feel like they have failed, but they should never nor should you ever give up hope on each other,
Beautifully written !
Rend The Veil
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I had the same thing with my Father
But in the end i realized, that trying to gain his approval was impossible.
I could never change who I was or had become.
The fault laid within him and not me, this realisation made me very happy.It is sad because that is the point when the umbilical cord is truly cut!
And you have to face life and the world with all its problems and misconceptions on your own.
Because you cannot trust a parent who is biest towards you.
Good luck as you travel the road to adulthood Pretty Britty.
It is a hard one but you will get there.
And no matter what you do good or bad whilst you are reaching for the real you.
It is all just a road of learning who you truly are inside.
And in the end you the rose will bloom!
Into a confident beautiful person.
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this is a good poem.
well writen!!!
That is 7 clappy's for you
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teenage years can be a painful time to go thru. i have often questioned my mothers motives. sometimes the relationship between mother and daughter improves when older yet is not always the circumstance. your emotion is definitely there written all over this. good poem.
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*sighs* I feel this way sometimes as well. But sometimes I feel the same way by my father. It is so horrible that your mother, is the way she is. I am truly afraid to open up to my dad. I understand what you are going through. And I feel for you. Such an emotional and painful poem, yet so perfect. Great write, keep on feeling your feelings and writing them down
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im sorry for your loss i know your mum is not dead but it sounds like a death your mother sounds as if she was brought up in real striked home you obey by the rules and thats the way it was and when she had a baby she was going to do everything just right but did not realize that you would grow up having strong views yourself so she thins to herself what did i do wrong truth is she did nothing wrong theres no right or wrong answers when you fall in love we cant help who we fall in love with give her time to come around im a mother mysef and can relate to both situations your poem is very strong and straight a great read had me thinking
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wow.. that bite right at the end. If passion is an ability you are a very talented woman of your age. This poem strikes out very bitterly but I still understand what you are really saying.. that you simply want to be who you are and you want your mother to see this too. It's not what you do but how you do it, I suppose. be gentle with her and I pray she is gentle with you. Beautiful poem. Cheers.
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I love this poem i have one slightly like this. Though i feal yours is a more a amazing right. I love it "For now I'll just hide my face,as I am your solitary disgrace." are my favorite lines in this poem. JUst amazing amazing job
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I liked the honesty in this poem. Sometimes we can talk to others and even strangers better than we can talk to the person we have the problem with.
Mums often shout and tell us off in order to protect us, we see this as criticism, but if we could step outside of the moment we would see that actually it isnt. If you put your hands through the guard on an electric fire you'd be burned. Would we have her say it's ok? Or would we expect her to be frantically bawling at us to move away? It's the same thing, she sees the child's lifestyle as 'harming' it (her opinion) and thinks she is still responsible for it's choices, but the choices were made as an ADULT.
The adult in them needs to see this, but can't do so because they are reacting as the hurt child and focus is fixed on this one area.
Time helps to heal things like this as long as both players are willing to stay the course and not do something rash. Cutting people off is simply running away, which is ok until they are no longer there to run back to.
Thank you for making me reflect on things.
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this is really good
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Wow, the all popular parental rejection.The paths we set for ourselves, not everyone will agree. But if that someone is a relative? That makes taking the first few steps onto the path we've led so much harder.
You have grasped the emotion, the hurt that people feel.
I love it! Check my stuff out if you can.
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Another really strong poem by you brittany. The rhyming structure is great and the flow is well don. I'm sorry of this is what you are having to go through. I hope that in the end you and your move can work through whats deviding you.
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Many people in his world make choices that we don't accept or agree with. As I parent I would hope that if my children ever go down a path that I don't agree with that they will still know that I love them and proud of them. As a parent I would only ask in return if they were acting in such a way that they knew i didn't like then they'd be respectful of me and modify their behaviour around me, I don't think that would be too much to ask. However your poem is a very educational read for someone like me, and hopefully to others, it teaches how sad blatant dissaproval can be. I hope she learns to respect your choice and convey her love to you regardless.
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It's hard to take
A parent's rejection. We go through life dreading their approval if we want to be popular. But that was never my route. I haven't tread the path you trod, but I too, have relied on my mother as my emotional crutch, my support...It's hard to reconcile the ideals of morality with the choices that each person makes and is entitled to make on their own. -
Wow...this is clearly very emotional for you. As a mid-20's person who's been where you are with your mom, I have to ask you...have you considered things from her perspective? I'm by no means condoning her behavior, but just as you think she's wrong for not respecting you, could it also be true that you are wrong for not respecting her? I can recall countless times in my life when I totally disregarded my mom's feelings and wishes, and only regreted it later, when I lived far from home and missed her terribly. Hindsight is always 20/20 they say, and mine showed me that I failed to love her unconditionally by not respecting her wishes while I was in her home. I hope you two can be reconsiled and can come to some peaceable understanding of one another. Best of luck and thanks for sharing this very personal write!
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