For What Its Worth - poems

Small Town

4-7-15

Born and raised in a small town
and always feeling down
feeling caged
and often that turned to many hours of anger raged
my mother didn't work and didn't drive
and moping in the house half alive
I felt her hopelessness and loneliness
but her actions made me a mess
she could have bettered herself and never did
and I wish I wasn't her kid
I barely left the house unless to go to school
took the bus like a fool
when I turned 15 I went crazy
because the thought of being 16 wasn't hazy
I got my temporary license and few took me driving
but yet when I drove it was freedom I was finding
once I bought a cheap car
with babysitting money it was bizarre!and then my license came
I passed without pain!
I was a quick learner
and a heavy yearner
after that I didn't stick around
at eighteen I left without a sound
big lights and big city
its all so pretty
I did what I needed to do
even if it hurt my mother which I think is true
she didn't do anything with her life and didn't raise me happy
I had to leave the world that made me feel so snappy
I know I left her behind
but here I find
something amazing and growing up I never had that feeling
It covers up the pain that I've been concealing
I hate that I had to leave
but the second I did I was freed!