I'm twenty

Mom

Do you ever think of me?

I'm twenty

You left when I was six.

For the longest time I was so insecure, why doesn't my mother love me?

Why.. why.. why..

I started not to love myself

I began to cry, tears rolling down my face when you didn't bother to call on my

eigth birthday

I waited by the phone, hoping that the fears of abandonment would go away

Years and years go by

One year after another

On year eleven, I learned to let you go too

I never needed you

I needed love- for me

I need strength to survive

To know I was worthy

To know I was a strong tree

Growing into a beautiful willow

Some days are harder than others

But Mom

Because of you I'm stronger

Because of you I'm a fighter

Because of you I will never stop trying to become a better person

I will thrive 

I will survive

Because of you I'm scared 

I'm completely unaware

Of love

I run 

I hide 

I don't stay too long

I'm trying mom, I'm trying

It's something I need to overcome

This is what you've done

I'm fixing your mess in my mind 

That way I don't run and hide 

Because of you I'm independent

Because of you I can take on the world alone

Mom

I'm twenty

Do you remeber anything about me?