I lay here and ask myself 'Am I really that bad? '
while the tears flood my face, i slowly cry myself to sleep
your words hurt so bad, they cut so deep
i know i'm not the ideal daughter, but i didn't know i needed to be perfected.
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I like your poem because it is your true feelings. I am not a poet but I like to read poetry and sometimes listen to it. Keep on writing and tapping into who you are and what your life is all about. I wish you the best and maybe someday your relationship with your mother will get better and grow to where you believe it should be. God bless you!
Brings about sadness, the voice, the words, the need to reach what is not available...Touching! Thank you for sharing this! Taunya Benns