Dear Mom

I hate you,
I hate what you have put me through.

You make me hurt,
You make me feel like dirt.

I hate it when you lie,
Even worse, when you make me cry.

I cry because I am sad,
You knew just what to say to make me feel bad.

You were never there when I needed you,
You just walked away and did what you wanted too.

Babysitting was all I ever did,
Even when I was just a young kid.

You left me alone
And even took away my phone.

You scream and yell,
And I feel like I'm in hell.

So, I decided to move out,
And learn what real life is all about.

Dad and Lynne are great,
They even let me stay up late.

They listen and care...
But most importantly, they are always there.

They help me understand what I see,
And they also tell me that they love me.

But you hardly call,
I don't remember your voice at all.

I miss you more than words could ever say,
And I think about you every day.

But going back to you isn't right,
Here, I feel safe, even in the night.

I am sorry I couldn't be what you wanted me to be,
Here, I feel like I am free.

So while I am gone,
You are left there to caring on.

May God be with you with everything you do,
Oh but Mom, I still love you!