Mom
I never had a childhood...
She grew up in a house,
it was far from a home...
I have so many problems,
they seem to never end...
My mind fills with confusion.
My heart screams out "no"...
I used to see you each morning,
when I awoke to start my day...
I tend to only look at the pain you've caused,
never acknowledging the great times we once...
Another child goes hungry,
she rarely gets a meal...