I don't owe you anything,
Yet I give and give.
You've hurt me,
As a child.
Yet I still loved you.
I didn't understand why,
You were the one I looked up to.
You've hurt me.
Even now as an adult.
Do I love you?
Do I dislike you?
Do I hate you?
Ah, well,
I guess I don't care.
"I love you," I say,
Without much thought.
Over the years,
You've confused me.
Now,
I know.
I need to sort out my feelings for you,
Whether I distance myself,
Or keep you in my life -
Distancing myself seems right,
Though I need time to think.
You think I owe you things,
Just because I'm your daughter.
Well, you're wrong.
I don't owe you anything.
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Author:
Zora (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 27th, 2025 11:56
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is about my mother. In her eyes, we have the best relationship. In my eyes, she's not the best person to be around; she doesn't support me, and my childhood was full of neglect on her end. When I'm ready, I'll start my healing journey.
- Category: family
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Comments3
Raw and strongly stated this poem is a declaration of one's own feelings. Nicely composed it rings with sincerity.
A strong write over coming to terms with a diffucult childhood, having the strength now to state their own feelings to their mother, nicely expressed and written
very powerful write
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