It seeme to me, the ones I love
Do not really feel the same
I feel forgotten, left behind
To them, am I a shame
I never get a random call
Just to say hello
Instead the list that I am on
Belongs below, below
I'm never told that I am loved
Or hear the words, miss you
My children rarely ever call
It hurts me through and though
Yes I know they have their lives
But their mother is hurting bad
What have I done, I don't know
All this does is this make me sad
I hope one day it's not to late
For you to feel love too
The way a child loves her mum
Is my deepest wish from you
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