Breakable
My life is a tragic story
you read about
that kind of thing that
would made you sick
to dream about
but when you have a child
it's one of those things you
have to think about
and never question them
nor ever show dout
Mother you should have known
I'd never lie to you
you should have seen
then little girl inside of me
but how crazy am I for
even thinking you'd care
it's my life
be my hated affair
I didnt have to problem
to be the one to hate class
to me is was another pass
from the life of glass
i knew one day I wouldn't
be able to take it and it'd just shatter
instead my head was filled with
laugher, ringing in a painful screech
no reason to give a hopeless speech
of how right and wrong
effected me
or how his choices
made me into me
the angered, crazed and
halmful daze of a child left behind
I am a child to a mother
who was meant to be born blind
Copyright © Nichole Anderson | Year Posted 2011
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