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[bodytext] => Rant and rave and yell at me All I hear is negativity Support and love and care you lack You never take what you say back I'm sick of your attitude Verbal abuse of this magnitude It's unacceptable It's immoral Every word from you ends in quarrel Neglectful half of the time I'm sick of the verbal slime Everything I do is wrong to you I'm done! I'm through! I'm not an emotional punching bag You make living at home such a drag No more insulting no more pain No more throwing my things out in the rain I'm tired of you constantly putting me down It's not my fault that you always frown Stop shoving all your anger onto me Once I'm outta here I'll finally be free Free of your rage, free of your oppression You don't even care that you cause my depression I'm over emotional I'm over reacting Not really you know, it's a mother I'm lacking I miss you when you were my mommy I hate you when you become my enemy So stop with the yelling, stop with the hurt Be a mother don't treat me like dirt I don't need anymore of the stress I don't know what I'm trying to say I guess Just be my mommy not my vice I remember a time when you were nice I miss that person, I was proud to see Where'd that person go? Where could she be? I need that mom back, the one that's happy You have no idea how much she meant to me [comments] => 2 [counter] => 177 [topic] => 23 [informant] => desolantdreamer [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => FamilyPoems )
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