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you're not my mom
by Michele Schottelkorb
"you're not my mom"
"power trip bitch"
"I do not have to obey you, go fuck yourself"
28 going on 48
I did not ask for this
wanted:
walks in the park
skipping in the front yard
giggling under a blanket with a toddler
kisses at sunset on a beach
got:
a stolen wrecked automobile
acid on my bathroom floor
police at my door at 1am
lies and deceit and pain
and not even a goddamn thank you...
12/31/2003 Author's Note: i have totally and completely had it... and if i hear "you're not my mom" ONE more time, i am going to implode...
Posted on 12/31/2003
Copyright © 2024 Michele Schottelkorb
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 12/31/03 at 02:39 PM I tell my step daughter that it's not about being a "step" family, it's about being decent human beings to one another. And that's the same thing I say to my flesh and blood children. Living in these times just plain sux sometimes, but I'm sorry you are having to go through this. |
| Posted by Max Bouillet on 12/31/03 at 07:54 PM Whoa. That must be a real wake up call. 1:AM... I've only had the police come to my house... er, I mean, oh never mind. I hope things change so that you don't implode. |
| Posted by Melinda Sordino on 12/31/03 at 08:27 PM hopefully things will get better, and some anger you have got out through your writings... i am sure we all know someone like this, and we all wonder why they can't just pull it together... |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/03/04 at 04:07 PM Ouch! Pretty intense piece, well worthy of its inspiration I'd say. |
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