My Mother
is she really my mom ?
why does she keep on insulting me in front of others ?
why does she lower my value in front of my friends ?
why does she oblige me to do things that i dont want ?
why do people see her nice and good but in front of me...totally the opposite ?
why does she blame me on things that i didn't do ?
why do my friends have fun together every weekend outside in a mall except me
just waiting their calls in the prison to tell me how much fun they had ?
sometimes i sit alone and wonder, whether she trusts me or not...
she thinks that she's always right in what she says and does , no matter what ...
why does she make my life so complicated and miserable ?
why does she hurt me a lot from inside ?
i always cry because of her , because of the way she treats me and because of
her hurting words that i always hear from her ....
does she love me or care for me ???
who is the mistaken ???
Copyright © Sara Murad | Year Posted 2006
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