My mother never talked nicely about me.
Felt like she was kind of jealous of her daughter.
Therefore I was never close to her.
My father was always in control of my life.
He thought my life was his.
He was loud and terrible.
He never let me live.
I say father..because,
I have a father, but never had a dad.When I was a child..
I had to became a teenager.When I was a teenager..
I had to became a adult.Now that I am an adult..
I can feel it even more.- A.M🍷
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PoetryThis book is for you, who wants to read about what life can be like, most of the times. This book has reminders, poetry, tips and tricks, quotes, texts about meaning with life, happy moment and even sad moments. A little bit of everything life can...