I want a mom that lasts forever
Not just for the few hours we get along
But for on the days that it rains
And for the days that it shines
I have you, and I'm so blessed
It's true
But I can't help to say that it's not the same
It hurts so much to cry
And when she pounds me with those words
it's like I'm not even hers.
When she says those hurtful things
it's like she's talking though she's not my mom
and as much as I'm glad to have you
I just wish me and my mom got along
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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