Hey mom guess what
I'm done taking your crap.
You blame me for everything bad.
Everyday something I do is wrong.
How come nothing you do is wrong.
You never congratulate me
You don't even try to be happy.
Okay, you try but you and I know it's fake.
You don't mean it.
I don't lie I don't manipulated
Lets try, lets think do you know who should really be to blame.
No... well it's you.
Well Dear Mom
When it's your time to die, One child a boy seven years younger than me, a husband,and family will be there, but not me.
I left and stayed gone since Eighteen. That was the day I cried my last tear in my eye. I tried but you said I lied.
To bad for you, cause you'll be leaving and I won't be there to say good bye. Cause I left, you ruined your relationship between you and me.
-I wrote this last year and it is about my mom but it's not all true. I just added things here and there.
