No, I ain't even mad about it anymore.
No, I ain't here crying about it on the floor.
No I'm just a liar and I can't erase it. My mind must replay it. I wish I could 'scape itt.
No, I ain't even mad about it anymore.
At least that's what I tell you while I'm at the door.
Now I am just waiting, pretending and faking, hoping that one dayy…
That I can say, I know you think that we're fine, but we have crossed the line. You keep wasting all our time, and now I know… that you are done with me.
Are you done with mee?
No, I ain't really mad about it anymore.
Maybe a little sad about it at the core.
But that doesn't matter when you're with a hatter, and serving his platter. I know he will scatterr.
No, I ain't really mad about it anymore
No, I am done fighting for this stupid war
You think there's a winner, of these fucking sinners, and now I must tell youu…
That I am done, waiting for something to change, I thought you would turn the page, but now I can see the wage, and you are through… being there for me.
Are you there for me?
You aren't there for me.
So I am done with thee.
I am done with theee.
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Author:
Merissa (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this about my mom. She always puts men before her kids and it's getting to the point where I can't deal with it anymore. It's affecting my ability to have a life of my own and I can't let that keep happening so I wrote this and I'm gunna have a long talk with her when I get the chance. She is still my best friend. I just can't depend on her anymore when she keeps doing this. We need to have separate lives now. P.S. This was heavily inspired by the song I'm not mad by Halsey so these are actually read as song lyrics.
- Category: Family
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Comments1
Right then Merissa: That, plus your explanation is a powerful picture of something (for any number of reasons) your generation is experiencing right now. When I was at that point in my life, I was able (should I have found life at home untenable) to get out, find a place of my own and learn about being an independent person who made decisions for myself - this should happen anyway once adolescence is over. I believe that the way society is now arranged has made it very difficult to do that for you.
But please make every effort to find a way out and away from your family.
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