I imagine a world where I am good enough for my mother. a world where compliments were given over criticism and making mistakes was okay.
I imagine a world where just being myself didn't disappoint her and no matter my failures she was proud of me.
a world where she was as kind to me behind closed doors as she was when people were watching.
I imagine a world where I don't have to heal from the pain caused by my mother, a world where I was protected from trauma, not fed it fresh from the womb.
I imagine a world where I am good enough for my mother.
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Hurtful
PoetryThis is about poems that I feel as tho I can relate to and I'm sure a lot of others can relate to. Just remember your never alone, there's always someone you can reach out to and talk to tell them how hard it is tell them how much you are struggling
