My mom says I need therapy
I do not
All I do
Is get really sad
Sometimes...
But that's not the point
I don't need it
I can control myself
She says I need happy pillsWhatever
I don't need thoseWhat I need is friends
Why don't you let me go to school
Instead of home schooling me
I can meet people
Sure there are mean kids
But atleast
I'll
Be
Prepared for life
Mom says life is easy
I think she takes to many
Happy :)
Pills :(
She's crazy
She needs counceling
Not me
She scares me
Dad said I can move in
But
I'd miss my mom
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Some lady with a suit came over
She says i need to go to my room
While she talks to my momI listened from my room
I heard my mom yelling
"You can't take me away from her"
"SHES MINE"They came back to my room and said
"Sweetie your mom has to go see a doctor, you are going to live with your dad now okay" then she smiled
I asked her if I would get to see my mom
She said no
My mom was taken away to a mental hospital. She got addicted to "happy pills" and had to also stay in rehab for about 3 years. They say I'm not aloud to talk to my mom because she starts to think bad thoughts when she sees me. My dad said mom thought I was a mistake. He said he never once thought I was a mistake that's why he was always happy to have me come live with him.
^^^ not real just a story but a sad story
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The Ways Of Life
PoetryA series of poems, that share how life is for a teenager, the pain, the joy, and the love.