Poetry by Angie Flores
I miss my life when life was perfect. I only wish we could go back.....to the good old days.
To this day I still don't understand why mother's choose a man over their own flesh and blood...
Not receiving the love that one needs from their mother.
I don't need to be a follower in order to be accepted. I am who I am.
Sometimes the only way to stop hurting is to stop breathing.
I am unique and one of a kind. I am who I am, and will never change for anyone. I will always be me, now and forever.
I miss my mother.....the way she used to be...before everything changed.
How do you forgive someone that can't be forgiven?
Faith and Courage is what will get you through this life.
This is a promise to all my friends and family that I will always be here for them.