That Woman, she calls me pretty
Tells me I'm smart and kind
I disagree or become upset
She starts to shoot off at the mouth
"You're an evil, terrible child!"
She screams, making my ears bleed
Now she calls me ugly and stupid
Tells me I'm mean and cruel
Says that her offspring are partial mine
Says that I do nothing, that I learn nothing
"She's just a kid!" So am I! I want to yell back
I held back my tears, I just turned fifteen a week ago
What have I done wrong? That Woman would say everything
That Woman whose roof I'm under
That Woman whose hurt me and made me wonder
Who am I without love? I sigh
I type this out before I cry myself to sleep again
Goodnight Moon
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That Woman
PoetryA poem about That Woman whom I'm living with at the moment. This is me expressing my feelings because That Woman told me she didn't care for me. I hope this will not be something I do often. Published: 10/8/2021 Written By: Fun
