My own mother
You carried me in you
But you walked away
Like I was just something you had to do
When people ask about your kids
you don't mention me
you don't mention the daughter whose practically lost at sea
you don't say who I am
You don't claim me at all
Like I am nothing to you
Like I am nothing at all
You left me
You left me when I needed you the most
A baby
A baby lost
A baby lost without it's former host
But no longer am I a baby
No longer are you what I need
What I need
Hmmm
All I need
All I need is to be seen
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Poems of My Life
PoetryA look through the glass Somewhere that is filled with pain love and happiness A look through my life With poems that will make you laugh cry and sometimes make you want to die A look through the glass A look so you can see so you can see the real...
