My Mother

Hard to believe; difficult to grasp. Why she never cared, why I never asked. I know she loved me deep down inside, but from what I've learned, she never really tried. So listen very closely to what I have to say, because it's something in my life that will never fade away. As a little girl, my momma did drugs, she hardly ever gave me kisses and hugs. She would always get drunk like I was not even there, start fighting and punching with guys she brought home, while I sat there and stared. She never even knew the men and they were not even considered a friend, but by morning he would be gone and she would bring another one in. Before school without any help, I would pick out my clothes and get dressed all by myself. When I got to class, my teacher would fix my hair for me, and she would make it look as pretty as can be. If I had any homework and there was an answer I could not find, I would not even bother asking her because she never had time. I never had any friends that play with me outside, instead they would just laugh at me as I walked on by. Even though she gave up and never gave it a chance, she never encouraged me not to repeat the mistakes she made and take another glance. So if you were listening to what I just said, no matter what happens, never give up and always stay ahead.