Imperfection From The Daughters Point Of View - Poem by serena dalton
I lay here and ask myself 'Am I really that bad? '
while the tears flood my face, i slowly cry myself to sleep
your words hurt so bad, they cut so deep
i know i'm not the ideal daughter, but i didn't know i needed to be perfected.
Yes, i have flaws, but imperfection is beautiful.
I'm not always strong enough to make it through.
I reach my hand out in need of help, but i get shot down, rejected.
I thought my mother was suppose to pick me up off my feet, instead you knock me back down and laugh at me.
I love you, but why does our relationship feel so incomplete?
I'm sorry we disagree.
All i wanted was my mommy......
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