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Nikkisweet Member
since 2000-02-14
Posts 183Tx, Dallas |
Mom, what's wrong? How come we can't get along? This isn't fair You act like you don't even care What is wrong with me, Is there any good in me you see? What have I done so bad? You're never happy with me, always mad Just because I moved out Doesn't meant you can sit there and pout Are you even happpy I'm being taken care of And that I'm a strong believer in the Lord above? Yes, I've made some mistakes in the past But those should have faded away fast You know this is really sad, Cause I can't have a good relationship with your or my dad There is so much you are missing out on Just make me understand mom You've never given me a compliement Or ask me how my day went Even though you've hurt me And my grandparents, you won't come to see Just know that GOD's watching over you And that I love you too *to my mom, you've hurt me emotionally so much, but I still love you, and I hope we have a good relationship some day....* ~Guys are like stars, there are millions of them, but only one can make you dreams come true~ |
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sweetstuff101 Member
since 2000-07-27
Posts 375OK, USA |
that is so sad. I hope someday you can work this is out w/ your mom, I believe it is never too late to change things. Well great poem, keep writing. Luv, ~*~sweetstuff~*~ ~*~y0u CaN tRy 2 ErAsE s0mEoNe Fr0m YoUr LiFe, BuT iF tHeY rEaLLy MeAnT s0mEtHiNg 2 y0u, YoU WiLl NeVeR 4gEt ThEm.~*~ |
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Erin Member Elite
since 2000-06-15
Posts 2527~Chicago~ |
This was sad but good...At least you opened yourself up to tell her how you feel... Mom, what's wrong? How come we can't get along? This isn't fair You act like you don't even care Sounds like the way that my mom is...She cares more about her boyfriends kids (the way she acts) then she does her own... But oh well one day shes gonna learn...Keep up the good work... By the way did you give this poem to your mom??? ~*If I was to die & could be 1 thing I would be a tear born in your eyes live on your cheeks and die on your lips*~ |
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