Mom..I've never wrote a poem just for you..I've always wrote them about someone else's blues..or my bruises that I've been through...so here's to you
Mom..I'm sorry you never saw who I really was..you always thought I was fine..even with my cuts
I know you love me so much..because me and you went through all the toughs
Mom..I'm sorry for taking those pills..I'm sorry for trying to kill your only daughter ..but mom..I've been on the edge of my hills
Mom I'm sorry for giving up on life..I'm sorry I've been trying to die..maybe when your at my funeral..you'll drop a rose on my chest and say I forgive you..but I can't miss you..for you have hurt me..and it will forever be an issue...
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