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You're Not My Mother
Author: Scorpio

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Never even bother
Donít waste your time
Itíd never even work
From all that shit down the line

Of all you call your own
I was your first
And of you call your own
I was your worst

Just give it up already
Thereís no point in turning back
The one thing I wanted
Is the thing you still lack

Just forget it already
And leave me be
You have other ones
Yet me, youíll never see

------- Author's Notes -------

The last conversation I ever had with my mother ended in her screaming, "You tried killing my children!" before she hung up the phone. After that, not a single word was spoken, but she still tries to put me back in rehab and such. She makes false accusations about me being bipolar and a bunch of other stuff that even the doctors have proclaimed isn't true. She may have given me birth and she may have fed, clothed, and sheltered me for the short while I was ever with her- But she is no mother of mine.

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Comments on this poem/writing:

Clive (70.58.229.46) -- Friday, April 7 2006, 01:07 am

powerful

If the word mother was replaced with father, this would be my life. I'm glad he is no longer apart of me. Powerful thoughtful words thanks for sharing
Terrie* (66.81.139.224) -- Friday, April 7 2006, 04:51 pm

In takes a whole lot more than Givin' Birth...

to a life to Earn the Title "Mother" Scorpio, i too found this deeply concentrated yet sensible , ya know... givin' "Birth" doesn't make one a "Mom" any more that bein' a "Sperm Donor" makes one a "Dad" a child should be the Number One Priority in a parents life, it Shouldn't Matter what Birth Order they are in, any more than whether they were Biological, Adopted, Step or Foster, a child needs to Feel and Touch love, as much as an adult. i am sorry to read of the pain inflicted upon you, some parents , just have no idea how far the take it.. thank you for sharin' your heart..
Scorpio (71.201.5.230) -- Thursday, April 13 2006, 02:50 am

Thanks, you guys..

It really means a lot, I know I haven't gone through half the stuff others have gone through, I mean- I know that with all my heart. But sometimes, it's just aggrivating to go through anything at all. To be honest, I haven't written in a long time, and I'm not sure why but I guess I'm going to try harder to make my dream of being a writer a reality. And I suppose that even through anger, I can still manage to get how I feel out. I just wish my mom would realize how much it hurts me to say that she doesn't care about me and such. But thank you, I'm really glad people don't just overlook it- They understand. (:
 
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