Hey Over Here, Can You Hear Me?
You never heard a word I said
You were the source of why I bled.
You knocked me down
You pushed me away,
You never encouraged my spirit to stay.
I was like a butterfly with broken wings,
Instead of nuturing,
you blamed me for things.
I would have blossomed
with your love..
Me this treasure from up above..
Your advice I would have heeded,
The gift of love was all that I needed.
Where once I felt invisible to you,
Today i'm free to create myself anew.
I am grateful for my life today,
I'm learning to trust and not be afraid.
So as far as ever judging me again..
This might be a good time for you
to make amends.
And mom... just so you know,
your approval is no longer required.
Copyright © Christine Wessels | Year Posted 2007
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