There was nothing on mums
Face telling me what she
Was thinking
She just stared at the
T.V as I handed her
The cup of tea
What do you think mum?
She wouldn't be there for
My party plain and simple
Mum told me she was
Meeting a special client
She has been trying to meet
For months on my birthday
It was if she planed it all along
She didn't say sorry
She didn't tell me she tried to get out of it
She didn't tell me we could do something
When she got back
Didn't I matter now I was eighteen
What happened to the family
Fun days we used to have?
I asked her the question that
Was playing on my mind
Would you do this to the triplets?
The answer was simple
No, because that was different
YOU ARE READING
I Was Not Ment To Break
Teen FictionPhoebe is dealing with a mum who is never around, four-year-old siblings who need her, her cousin who is going off to university and the only people who understand her, her grandparents. She was not meant to break
