I look at you and who you pretend to be,
Mom, Why can't you see,
Just unhappy you make me.
All the lies you cover up,
Always saying how your fed up.
Tough love is in your eyes,
Peoples hearts you try to "buy".
I know you want me gone,
I have been secretly waiting for something to go wrong.
I feel like your little mistake,
Something for you to fake.
I know Im nothing near perfect,
In your eyes I'm not even wroth it.
Just send the problem off,
If you do, I promise you'll have blood to mop.
I tryed to make you feel,
The coldness of your heart will always be to real,
For me to try to deal.
'
A contest entry
- Ap Family by orangepeeling.
400 points, ended August 25, 3 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Alexandrea Brooks
Comments
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argh i can so relate to this
i hope this situation sorts its self out for you soon.it took 22 years but me and my mum finally learnt about each other apologised for our wrongs and now we are really close.
great write well done
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uhuh great write , sad though .
i'm guessing your choice for the contest was my ap mom ?
well best of luck to you : )
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