I’m a depressed woman that IS
Cutting way to much, I’m SUCH
A disappointment to my mother, I see the UNFAIRNESS
In her eyes when she looks at me. My mother don’t always tell me WHAT
I want in life, she give off this weird feeling called I don’t give a fuck about THE
Life you want that is in your little tiny WORLD
The thing I want from my mother IS
For her to accept me for who I am, I do love my mother WITH
All of my heart, I have tried so much to show her THE
Person that makes me who I am, I have given her some EVIDENCE
Of the person that makes me. I’m my mother's transgender and pansexual child that IS
As intelligent as she was and got disowned by her, I have SEEN
My life almost flashes before eyes, the SPIRITS
That was in the house feel me wanting to be RIPPED
Apart into million pieces AND
They are just so TORN
Up about how my mother has treated me AND
Didn’t care if I was BLEEDING
Till I am dead, she will sit there and watch while eating candy HEARTS
Till she had enough of watching me suffering, she tells my other siblings “WE
Don’t have this person no more” while she is putting on a SMILE.
- Author: Sam Dickerson ( Offline)
- Published: February 12th, 2022 20:51
- Comment from author about the poem: about my life
- Category: Sad
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