Treasure Island

Rebecca lucy Smith


You may be my mum


You may be my mum
But you made my life a walking hell
You don’t understand how much it hurts
Being alone in a stranger’s house ….
My mum far away
Well at least I thought she was my mum
Now I’m having second thoughts
You can’t be my mum
If you weren’t there for me
When I was a child
You put me in care over a guy you thought you loved
And now it’s over between you and him
And for what?
Your kids are gone
You make me mad and unloved
Even though you say you loved me
I could tell in the tone of your voice
That you were drunk
You don’t even pick up the phone
To call or text
But most of all you put me with a stranger
Who called me names and creep’s the hell out of me
It’s so hard not to cry
Knowing my mother is mothering another child about my age
How dose that make me feel, don’t you want to know mum
You may be my mum
But you don’t act like one
So maybe it’s time to grow up
And realise what you’ve done
Because if you don’t then I don’t want to know you any more
I’m sorry but that’s the way I feel
Yes you may be my mum
And I love you
But you must relies
You’re hurting us two.

Submitted: Monday, July 08, 2013
Edited: Monday, July 08, 2013

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