Moms Have A Choice. Poem by Desiree Whitamore

wanna know what i think?
i think i just might hate you.
no really. i don't love you.
i really REALLY hate you.
wanna know why?
why i've suddenly turned my back?
YOU'RE IN FREAKING DENIAL!
you can't live in the past!
you're apathetic and careless
YOU ONLY HEAR YOU!
i yelled that last one,
so maybe you'd get the truth.
you're a horrible influence
you with your fake social life.
YO! I'M STILL HERE!
or has THAT just left your mind?
i'm still in need of shelter
im in need of food and love
oh wait. well you DO supply it.
but giving it is NOT enough.
you've only got 2 years.
don't worry. they'll go fast.
i know how much i burden you
but guess what? you can't go back.
ITS YOUR JOB!
YOUR JOB TO HELP ME!
YOUR JOB TO KNOW!
YOU SHOULD HAVE THAT ABILITY.!
STOP PRETENDING YOU CAN'T TELL!
STOP LOOKING FOR WAYS OUT!
STOP PAWNING MY PROBLEMS OFF!
STOP NOT WANTING ME AROUND!
i'm sorry that i'm not perfect
but that serves as no excuse.
you knew the choice you were making.
and what you committed to.