my how you've grown it's been so long ah, look at that face the face of an angel with your mother's eyes you turned out okay despite all the things you went through I'm actually suprised you didn't end up like me bad character flaws run in the genes it's truly a miracle you didn't end up in this place behind bars like me I did the best I could made sacrafices hoping some day you be able to understand what I did was for you it wasn't for greed it wasn't for what they said they never walked a day in my life faced the inner torture and grief that haunted me with every morning sunlight they never have they never will such a sweet girl with a pretty smile you make me so pround your going to be someone special someone important it will be success that blesses you not the false promises of the drugs I'm so use to
Reason for writing:
I wrote this about my mother, my Aunt (her sister) is always putting her down..my mom and I aren't that close but we are trying to mend things..
I just hate it when other people compare you to a relative..I don't know it just bothers me
Birth sign: Aries
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