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I'm an honest person for being your daughter Which leaves me speechless sometimes, Considering, it's you, who is my mother All I ever wanted, all I ever needed, was your support All I ever wanted, all I ever needed, was your love All I ever wanted, all I ever needed, was for you to care You're not the best influence for me, and that's why I have to go as soon as I can I have to go, far far far far far far away from you There's just no getting through to you I chose to be sober, I chose to be clean, You choose to be addicted, and be forever mean We are not one in the same, even if we share DNA We are not one in the same, even if we have the same blood I've tried throughout many years to get through to you There's just no point, there's no use, it's like talking to a **** wall You're baggage is becoming too heavy, and so now I'm choosing to let you fall Because you are someone I can no longer be around Every day you're trying to be an enabler Every day you're trying to become a supplier Every day you're trying your hardest to put me in the ground And every day, I become more anticipated to break free To break free from your voice, your sight, your touch, ugh, Just to break free from you all around This time, I'm not looking back, I can't fall back I chose to be sober, I chose to be clean I chose to do whatever it takes for me to be me And to not be you, I don't want to feel numb anymore I want to feel alive again, I want to be reborn I want to feel the sun on my skin I want to feel the wind beneath my wings I want to do the things that I can't do when I'm around you And it's because you make me feel, isolated, invisible, That's what you have become to continuously do I've told you multiple times I don't want to be popping pills So stop fking asking me because I see red and the suddenly; I get the urge to either hurt you, myself, Or I get the urge to find something to **** I escape this reality through my words, so that I don't end up on the next 48 It just ***** so bad because you're my mother who is spiteful It just ***** so bad because you're my mother who is broken beyond repair I've tried too many times, I've wasted too many words I've lost count of how many breaths I've taken And now, I'm honestly to the point now, that I no longer care You'll never know any of this, or how I truly feel Because I can't be bothered enough to tell you to your face I just know I'm going to continue to keep choosing to be sober, And I just know that I'm going to continue to keep choosing to be clean While you're already dying, because you're addicted and so mean So what's it going to take? Isn't it already too late? you'll soon find your resting place You'll find it sooner rather than later; because of the path you've chosen The path that causes so much pain, The path that causes so much hatred The path that causes so much disgust and disgrace I'm an honest person for being your daughter Which sometimes leaves me speechless, Because it's you, who is my mother. Which really makes me wonder sometimes.. Am I… even really yours? Stephanie A. Ludwig 04/18/2025
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Apr 18, 2025
Apr 18, 2025 at 8:26 PM UTC
Far Away From You
I'm an honest person for being your daughter Which leaves me speechless sometimes, Considering, it's you, who is my mother All I ever wanted, all I ever needed, was your support All I ever wanted, all I ever needed, was your love All I ever wanted, all I ever needed, was for you to care You're not the best influence for me, and that's why I have to go as soon as I can I have to go, far far far far far far away from you There's just no getting through to you I chose to be sober, I chose to be clean, You choose to be addicted, and be forever mean We are not one in the same, even if we share DNA We are not one in the same, even if we have the same blood I've tried throughout many years to get through to you There's just no point, there's no use, it's like talking to a **** wall You're baggage is becoming too heavy, and so now I'm choosing to let you fall Because you are someone I can no longer be around Every day you're trying to be an enabler Every day you're trying to become a supplier Every day you're trying your hardest to put me in the ground And every day, I become more anticipated to break free To break free from your voice, your sight, your touch, ugh, Just to break free from you all around This time, I'm not looking back, I can't fall back I chose to be sober, I chose to be clean I chose to do whatever it takes for me to be me And to not be you, I don't want to feel numb anymore I want to feel alive again, I want to be reborn I want to feel the sun on my skin I want to feel the wind beneath my wings I want to do the things that I can't do when I'm around you And it's because you make me feel, isolated, invisible, That's what you have become to continuously do I've told you multiple times I don't want to be popping pills So stop fking asking me because I see red and the suddenly; I get the urge to either hurt you, myself, Or I get the urge to find something to **** I escape this reality through my words, so that I don't end up on the next 48 It just ***** so bad because you're my mother who is spiteful It just ***** so bad because you're my mother who is broken beyond repair I've tried too many times, I've wasted too many words I've lost count of how many breaths I've taken And now, I'm honestly to the point now, that I no longer care You'll never know any of this, or how I truly feel Because I can't be bothered enough to tell you to your face I just know I'm going to continue to keep choosing to be sober, And I just know that I'm going to continue to keep choosing to be clean While you're already dying, because you're addicted and so mean So what's it going to take? Isn't it already too late? you'll soon find your resting place You'll find it sooner rather than later; because of the path you've chosen The path that causes so much pain, The path that causes so much hatred The path that causes so much disgust and disgrace I'm an honest person for being your daughter Which sometimes leaves me speechless, Because it's you, who is my mother. Which really makes me wonder sometimes.. Am I… even really yours? Stephanie A. Ludwig 04/18/2025
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Apr 18, 2025
Apr 18, 2025 at 8:26 PM UTC
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