Mother (Real) Poem by Charlie Helms

Mother (Real)



I'm Failing school. you wanna know why? I'll tell you why...YOU. The B***h, the Wh**e, known as my mother. Yes, you are the one who ruined my life. I can't concentrate, I can't understand whats going on. If I don't write, I'll explode into rage and go psycho on my peers. And no one wants that to happen. So i write and write,6 poems in 2 days, when I usually write only 1 a day. You see my pain. No, you don't, Your blinded by your own selfish pleasures, to look around and see the pain and suffering you have caused me. I have my own beliefs on everything and i can make my own choices. I AM staying right where i am, you are NOT uprooting me and moving me back to Hell, with you. I am perfectly fine right here and happy and free, from the burdens and pain I go through when I'm with you. I will run, get away from you at any time, in anyway i have to.

(Date: Wed.11-19-08)
(Time: 4th Period Civics)

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