Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nov 2018
Mom
You never let me be me.
You see I'm healing,
Yet you need to drag me down.
You see me smiling,
Yet you need to make me cry.
You see me trying,
Yet you still make me feel like a failure.
Your meant to love me,
Not hate me Mom.
Buried Words
Written by
Buried Words  18/F/Ireland
(18/F/Ireland)   
  155
   Lizzie and Daysong
Please log in to view and add comments on poems