Dear Mom

Dear Mom

This is the only way I can tell you

On paper and

never sent

Since i've tried many times to tell you 

but you never open your ears

I have to tell someone who will actually understand

You want me to tell you but for you it goes in one ear

and out the other

For the last time I will try explain how I feel

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I see the way you treat my sisters

Its not that they get more attention

it's that they get treated better

but of course you don't understand how I can see things that way

You won't

Can't

see the way I do

You have never been in my position

Oh but I'm just being a brat for saying how it makes me feel

Aren't I?

I live with it and I'll get over it like I always do

and You don't change your change ways

But alas, you won't ever see things my way

Will you?