UNSAID

Mama writing what was not said
It's always running through my head 
Things that happened that happened 
That day is better left unsaid

But I wanted you to know it hurt like 
Hell even though I was already leaving it
separating us is not what I wanted to do
But being seven years old you know how
A Childs mind can brew. Well of course 
You do cause you where one two

But mama as I wright this poem
I want you to know that I forgive you
From the very bottom of the thing that bounded 
Us together all those years ago

As our birthdays slowly arrive I look
Forward to the day when can look in
Your eyes and finally say that we will be okay.

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