Divorce Poem

Poem Showing Irritation With Mom

The prospect of her parents divorcing scares her to death and she somehow thinks it's her fault.

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Dear Mom


Published: February 2006

Why do you do this to me?
Why are you never home?
It's got to be something.
What did I do wrong?
I love you so much more than words can say.
I just can't stand it when you act this way.
Sometimes you're here, most of the time you're not.
You think I'm selfish and paranoid.
It's just that if I don't protect myself, then other people won't.
I don't know why you mistreat me so much.
It's not like I'm bad, I was only like that then because the streets
and my friends were all I had. I keep A's and B's on my report card.
I'm good in sports.
I'm sixteen and I have no babies and no drug problems.
But I do have a mother and father whom I love.
Separating would drive me crazy.
Please understand that I still need you both very much.
Mom, you came to my graduation and stuff,
but it's the little things that mean so much.
Out of all the basketball games and track meets,
I can only remember seeing you once.
You never told me
I did a good job in anything,
but you were always so quick to scold me.



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