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by Lori
Rated: E · Poetry · Family · #881179
poem when i was mad
It’s not my fault that you
Hadn’t taught me all I needed to know
About life and its responsibilities
It’s not my fault you never
Never took the time to set me straight
When I had done things wrong

Stop blaming me for your bad choices
Don’t tell me I’m a bad person
And yell at me for things
I never knew to begin with
Don’t apologize now, after 17 years,
That you hadn’t taught me about life
I hate it when you send me on a guilt trip

Do you even realize how unhappy I am?
That you are the cause
For most of my pain and anger?
You fill my mind with negative thoughts
And build on problems that I want to change
You push me down and turn around
Ignoring my cries for help

I want to leave and never return
The desire to get away and be free
After all the captivity you’ve kept me in
I feel the need to escape for once
And live my own life
Instead of the one you shove down my throat
Its not me, never was, never will be

Let go of your grasp on me
Loosen up, and take some time to relax
I’m not your little girl, the baby, anymore
I’ve grown up and it’s my turn
I need the chance to make my mistakes
And learn my lesions
The ones you could never teach me
You never gave me the chance

I know you try and sacrifice a lot
Just please stop making it seem
Like I’m the one to blame for your sorrow
All your unhappiness and anger
Still, I’m sorry for it all.

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