she crys
she yells
she takes my arm
she looks at the scares
she sees the new cuts
she asks 'why, is it me? ? '
'did i do something? ? '
'what could i have done to make you hurt yourself? ? '
i dont answer
i am quiet
tears in my eyes
i see her face
her concern
she is sad
she is mad
she looks disippointed
she hates me
she hates what i have become
what i have done
i ditched school...
got caught
she takes me to counciling,
doesnt trust me any more
doesnt believe a word i say
hate
lies
dispare
she cant believe a word i say
i love my mother
but...
i wonder...
does she still love me? ?
XX. EMO CHICK .XX MRT.
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mom-59/
