You make me mad
You make me scream
Everything you do isn’t what it seems.
You hide behind lies,
And the truth always hurts
But you’re never there when it comes to the worst.
I’m meant to be your daughter,
But I don’t seem like one at all
Instead I stay there watin’ by the door.
Your suppose to be my mum,
But you never act like one
Even when you ask ‘what’s wrong?’
It’s always me in the wrong.
Its like you don’t care
Just like when I show you my new hair
The only thing you do is disprove of what I do
Where as dad approves of what I don’t do
I’m meant to be your daughter
But I don’t seem like one at all
Instead I stay there waitin’ by the door.
The pain that cuts,
The blood that runs
And the feelings that fade
Are the memories we apparently made.
I will never forget what you did to me
Even if you thought it was the best for me
You ruined my life
And you cut me with a knife
I wish I were never your daughter
Since you never treat me like one
I know it’s ungrateful to say
But that’s all I have to say
I’m meant to be your daughter
But I don’t feel like on at all
Instead I stay there watin by the door.
Hoping you never come back
So you can see what you've done to me.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Mum...
Poetryits just a few words tat make a difference. but sometimes its takes time for the words to sink in... this is dedicated to my mum....
