The look of disdain

fills my mothers face

Five year old me

is turned away

                                 The look of hate

                             fills my mothers face

                                 10 year old me

                                feels out of place

The look of malice

fills my mothers face

Fifteen year old me

shrugs it away

                                The look of disgust

                               fills my mothers face

                             But the 17 year old me

                                  can't pretend it
                                  
                                    doesn't hurt

                                 as I try to keep

                                    a stoic face