My mom doesn't love me
Or atleast not in the ways I need her too
She doesn't care abouy me or ask about me, how I'm doing it just doesn't matter too her
She left me
For years and she acts like she can just fucking come back into my life like nothing happened
She ruined my life
As a child she ruined me and hurt me
I can never be like the people around me because of her abuse
And she just acts like "everyone makes mistakes" oh stfu not mistakes that traumatisebtheir children and make them develop a personality disorder
Like yah thanks bitch
Definitely wanted too watch yhu pverdose 3 times
And her form of bonding is giving her teenager a cigarette?
Mhm makes sense
Like literally just live me like everyone else's parents
PLEASE
YOU ARE READING
Venting
PoetryIt's literally just me being sad through angst and poems come along on the ride <3
