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Mother
She spoke with hate, and screamed at us I wanted to hide and cry sometimes. And after work, when she came home She would always disturb our night. I think she's nuts,her actions spoke I don't know how I stayed so strong. I was the main, focus of her hate She made me feel I didn't belong. She wiped my smiles, and hated my friends I wonder much,but couldn't find why. My laughter made her storms arise Her garden bloomed if I should cry. There was no refuge, no chance to complain The adults say "you need corrections". But how do you, escape Cruela de vil, Without the label as a child delinquent? What was her motive,to drive me mad? She was angry,when I made her proud She'd strive so hard, to tear me down I could smell her raging thoughts aloud She comes to where, I now call home I ask her"Mother why do u hate me so" After her usual attempt to convince me I was mad, She gave an unaccepted sorry,and said,"I don't know". 06/Jan/2013
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