Sunday, August 28, 2011

My Cry


She says she is my mother but she screams her feelings
She judges me foreverything  I do negativity is the only thing she exerts
She knows not of who I am all she knows is my name
You call yourself a mother? It goes deeper than the word itself
Hugs,I love you,I care are never words I hear you speak.

The love I should learn from you I have to learn on my own
Hurt seems the natural occurance in my daily walks as thats what I learnt most from you
I never thought I would cry so much for someone who should naturally love me
Tears fall like storms as my lips shake like the bounding of a earthquake on a frail wall
I cry not because I'm weak
I cry because of the strength that shines through me