I cry the pain never said
For a mother that I never had.
She was there but never seen me,
She was there but never heard me.
Little girl, buck up
Little girl grow up
Behave yourself, I have no time.
But Momma you are mine.
I cried every night as you told me I was... Not Right...
I sat in shame as you lived a life with no pain
you never stood up for me
now you see this broken mess you made.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem