Poetry

Dear Mother,

I hate how all my life

there have always been those songs talking about

running away or being mad at their mom/dad.

It’s sad how I feel like I have no place to call home.

I have no home thanks to you

because you broke it,

and now I’m the one that suffers.

I’m the one that has to deal with this shit.

I’m the one that has to

put up with you constantly bitching

and cussing at me,

but yet you never stop to think if it affects me.

It’s funny to think that you try so hard,

you’re a fucking hypocrite,

don’t tell me what to do.

you’re not my mother….

you’re a worthless piece of shit

that likes to play “mommy”

when she feels like it.

so stop trying

because I have a long ass time ago

I gave up on you

so now it’s your turn to give up

and let me go...