oh what is a mother,
but just another.
oh just another face,
that stares at her disgrace.
they ask whats the matter,
as she runs and scatter.
she cant stand being alone,
but all she does is postpone.
they'll never understand,
as she follows a new command.
acting like a broken record,
just trying to get the awards.
trying to not disappoint,
hitting another trigger point.
just another face,
to stare at her mistakes.
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Poetrya collection of poems explaining my thoughts and feelings.... yea its not pretty and its pretty crappy writing also just a bunch of random things ill come up with because once i get a rhyme started i cant let myself stop til im satisfied, even if th...
