All I Want

All I want is to make you proud I want you to cheer my name so loud With all the other moms looking at you You paid no attention and gave me a que, I gave it my all, And hoped not to fall Breaking the record, On your accord Getting the highest score Knowing what for, All I wanted was to make you proud I wanted you to cheer my name so loud, I got what I wished for, But just for a while, In an hour you weren’t looking at me, With the same pride and love, You showed me earlier, I will never know why, I guess I can’t have what I want Because all I wanted, Was for you to see, All the good in me, I wanted you to see me For who I am, First time you laid eyes, On the child you despise, Hurts more than anything, Seeing the disgust in your eyes, Looking at me with such disappointment, What did I do wrong? All I want is for you to love me, I guess what I want isn’t important, For you would love me, For who I am and nothing more, All I want

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Doug Vinson

Date: 12/1/2016 7:53:00 AM

Tori, excellent poem. Many guesses here about why your mom felt and acted as she did, but of course I really know nothing, there. What I do know is that it is a good thing that you wrote about it. It is a hard thing of which you speak, incredibly hard for a child. Time does not really heal all wounds, but it does make changes - and there is a lot of truth and beauty in you that exists, regardless.

Tori Brock
Date: 12/1/2016 10:34:00 AM

Doug, Thank you so much. Reading this made my morning. It was a little emotional thinking of what happened but I am now doing much better.

Tori Brock
Date: 12/1/2016 10:34:00 AM

Doug, Thank you so much. Reading this made my morning. It was a little emotional thinking of what happened but I am now doing much better. -Tori

Daniel Turner

Date: 11/14/2016 7:21:00 PM

Very disturbing. unless someone tells a person they don't love them, how do they know. People show love in many different ways. Not all parents are hands on, do they provide for you, take you places, put a roof over your head? That is love! Sometimes parents have a lot to do. I'm not defending anyone, only trying to show you another side.

Tori Brock
Date: 11/15/2016 9:07:00 AM

Thank you so much for trying to show me another side Daniel. I understand that there are other ways. This is just how I felt when I lived with my mom. She hardly did anything to help me. Anyways I am in a much better state now than I was when I posted this. Thank you again for your comments - Tori