Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Mother

I am who I am today
do in part to your hinderences
The horrors my memory holds
Haunt me late at night...
Must I remind you
that I did not choose to be here
But I'm fighting to make what I can
of your great mistake
So judge, condem, and criticise
by all means feel free
say and do as you wish
just know it'll mean nothing to me.
You lost that privlidge long ago.

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