M.O.M

Dear Mom,

Have I told you recently?

That there is no one who treats me decently?

I've been feeling so overwhelmed with school

And I could really use a stress relieving tool.

You tell me I am loved every day,

Yet here I stand in dismay

That so many "friends" can be so fake

And leave a poor girl with a heartbreak.

So here I write asking you

For some advice as to what I should do.

I want to feel like I belong here

Yet everyone does not seem to care.

School has always been a priority of mine

Although my work and grades never shine.

I want to make you and dad feel like you are not wasting money,

Even though you always say, "We are proud of you honey!"

So here I am trying to make you proud

By making sure my voice is being heard loud.

I am trying to relieve some stress from you and dad

And applying for scholarships so you guys are not mad.

You two are the only ones who have treated me well

Even when my attitude towards you guys fell.

Thank you for being my number one fan, 

And teaching me there are no limits on doing whatever I can.

Maker Of Me,

You have made me see

That there is so much more love in this world

So, my life no longer needs to be whirled.

I Love You,

Amber

 

 

 

 

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Me
My family
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