For the girls that never felt loved by their own mom's. You're not alone.
I remember going with my mom
to a shop near our house,
when I was seven years old.
I remember asking for a doll,
it was a unicorn with a big carriage.
I remember she said "I'll buy it later".
She never did.
I remember going with my mom
to the shop of electronics
when I was twelve.
I remember asking for a new phone,
because mine wasn't working really well.
I remember she said "I'll buy you on Christmas".
She never did.
I remember going with my mom
to the book shop because I love reading
when I was fourteen.
I remember asking for a new book
from my favourite author.
I remember she said "I'll buy you next month".
She never did.
I remember going to the living room
to talk to my mom, she said she was listening.
She was on her phone all the time.
I remember asking her to listen me,
she never did.
I remember telling her my day on school,
she never listened.
I remember fighting with her because
she never gives me attention.
She said she was tired and
didn't want to talk about it.
She said "we'll talk about it later".
We never did.
I remember don't talking anymore.
I remember her asking attention.
I remember she saying that I don't care about her.
I remember all the times I asked for attention.
The problem is, she didn't.
YOU ARE READING
The voice of the silence.
PoetryThe sound of the silence by a sixteen year old girl. This is a book where I express myself through poems, and where a lot of people can express themselves too and feel included. I hope this finds you wherever you are. Remember, you are loved.
