Hurt Poem by Florence Badejo

When I was rather young
I lived with both my mom and dad
Although there was always something wrong
With the kind of mom I had
No matter where we were
She would always start a mess
She filled up all our lives
With so much unwanted stress
With the pain she left me
No matter how bad it felt
I would have to hold it all
Because so much was dealt
Even when I was breaking down
I would not say a word
Since no one seemed to care about
What happened to this girl
But no matter what is said
And laid upon my plate
I will keep moving forward
And take control of my own fate
~05/14/10~