Thinking about my mother

by April Chapleau   Jan 15, 2006


Written wen i was 19:

I wonder if she ever thinks of me
I wonder if she ever talks about me
I wonder if she still considers me family
I wonder if she ever sits sadly
I wonder if she still loves me

Am I still in her heart?
The rest of my life
Will we still remain apart?

I remember this picture
That i wanted so badly
In the middle she was sitting
On the sides,
My sister and I were standing
I looked pretty young
But yet so cute
I might not have this picture phisically
But in my heart it lies so deeply

I really loved her
After all she was my mother
I think of her everyday
And asking myself
Why she left me
I doubt i'll ever know the truth
I gave up trying
When i was a youth
But i'll never give up thinking
About what we could of had
This could of been a better life
It could of been a blast

Why didnt she try
To better our lives
She just let us slip away
She gave up so fast
NOW look at my past
I wont let myself be the same
My mistakes
Wont be my kids blame
I'll be the opposite of her
And this I know for sure
She wants me to suffer like she did
She wants me to throw my life away
She wants me to turn out like her other kid

WELL I DON'T MATCH THIS DNA!!

I've cried for too many years
I've drowned in so much tears
I've wasted 19 years
But now my visions clear:
I'm going to finish my school
I'm going to be what she dont expect
I'm going to break her god damn rules
I'm going to get my respect
I'm going to have a family of my own
I'm going to have something to show
I'm going to fix this life today
So much work im sure it'll take
But this cycle needs to break
There's only so much i can take

I pray that she comes crawling back
Cause then it will be my turn to laugh
At her abandonned on the streets
Just like she did to me

You think you have it rough now Lynn
Well guess what?
Its the end...
AND I WIN!!!

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