Mother of mine

I cant even stress they way u made me feel when I was a child told me I was out of control and running wild.
I don’t think what u said was true I was like that cause I hated u
you made my cry more then once picked water over blood and that made me nuts.
You are the person to thank for my misery why I am the way I am and I cant be set free
Forced to be a woman at such a young age more then once trying to put my self in my own grave.
Writing hate poems of suicide wishing once that u were by my side and I was not in my own little world trying to hide the feeling for u I have inside.
Now 5 years have passed since then and u apologized for all that u did asked me a question “did I do any thing right with you kids”?
mom I hate to say this and I hurt for me to say but u were not mother in any kind of way
U never feed me or put cloths on my back
Made me leave home at a young age got introduced to drugs to end my pain
Meth was the 1st weed was the 2nd heroin was the last. Acid coke and whiskey pills and more yes I was what u called a drug whore I gave my self for money just to get a fix

I don’t blame u for that though that was my own doing but now I am a strong woman drug free and all

But mother of mine I do have to say but u not showing me any love u made me this way.
I am heartless to ones feelings I cheat and I lie I don’t give a rats ass if I make someone cry I’m selfish mean and very cunning and I will beat the shit out of anyone who pisses me off not have remorse and really get off

By: $ki(tt)le$