Mom Poem by Heather Glanzer

Mom



you never listen you hypocrit
I want to puke u make me sick
RESPECT! HA! I have none 4 u
Ur words cut & stick like glue
If u don’t belive that I can change
How good is ur shooting range
U need to pratice and make it a art
So u can shoot me right in the heart
Please don’t do it with a knife
I am sorry I wasted part of your life

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