My Mom,My Friend
Mom,I can see,I
have no choice.
To talk to you,or
hear your voice.
When,I'm feeling down,
I ear no smile,
I only frown.
Brett,and I, we only
fight.
It seems as though,I
can't do anything right.
I've tried very hard,to
do my best.
Brett, really puts me,to
the test.
He complains all day,
till late at night.
It makes my nerves,all
tense and tight.
Oh Mom,please tell me,
what should I do?
It would be real nice,
if only I could hear from
you.
I have my friends,
that is true.
But nothing takes
place,of the talks,
I've had with you.
When I was sad,or
had some fears,some
times I just needed to
shed some tears.
You were tere,to talk
to me,to spread some
happiness,and some cheer.
You're my mom,and
I love you true.
No one else,will ever
do.
So,mom;please,can
you talk to me?
I feel this guilt, deep
inside of me.
please,ease my mind
and set me free.
It's been way to long,
can't you see.
You see; I thought I
could deal with things
and move on.
But; It's been real hard
since you've been gone.
None of the family can get along.
I love you Mom,someday,
I will see you again.
You'll be my mom,and
you'll be my friend.
In the end,I'll be the only
one,that will win.
Copyright © Gloria Vojchehoske | Year Posted 2006
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