I am the same girl.. Just older now.. My nails are manicured.. My hair is styled.. My make up perfectly applied.. But I am the same little country girl inside.. My expensive shoes.. Sure look grand.. As we walk side by side.. On the same dirt filled land. I wear a suit.. You wear jeans.. Somehow you think this changes me.. You say my hands should be in the dirt.. Where they belong.. You think I don't remember .. Where I started from.. You judge me like I am paper thin.. No deeper than the cloths I am in.. You.. My mother cannot see deep enough to know.. Inside.. I am the same little girl.. With torn jeans and scabby knees.. Waiting for you to recognize me.. I am there underneath Why can't you take me in your arms.. Kiss my pain away.. Tell me you are proud of me.. Because inside I am still that child. Just a little girl in torn jeans with scabby knees.. It is only you.. My Mother I want to please.. But somehow you never see.. That little girl inside of me.
~Erica~
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Reviewed by Jerry Andrews (Reader)
Reviewed on February 3, 2004
I really like this! Touches my heart. You say it very well, too. What a waste!Why are some people so damn blind and callous?
I'd cut hand off before I'd ever let it hurt my son or daughter. These people are empty shells- not really people. Erica, did you mean clothes or cloths? and I just remembered- in Dream of Me, clinging is misspelled. I proofread for all of my friends, so I hope you don't mind. Automatic for me. I have a friend you might share some experiences with. Glenna Cancilla, from PA. Try her I Stand and other poems. Y'all might be friends. I would hope so. Jerry- another of hers is The Bullet- powerful.
Touching and strong, Erica. An uncannily peaceful and yet dreadful poem, but one of hope, courage and a shy strength. Your beauty, inside and out, little or not, will shine through whether it be strength, knowledge or power.
Blessings,
Brittany
brittanyrenee.com
Reviewed by Taylor Trenton (Reader)
Reviewed on November 13, 2003
Very strong write of the pain and that little girl.
Thank you for sharing.
Loved it... reminds me of a few of my own poems I wrote at seventeen.
Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)
Reviewed on November 13, 2003
Eric this touched me to the core.....I am feeling it and will feel it all day.....don't look for her aproval anymore....hug yourself...make yourself happy....love yourself....don't depend on anyone else...you are so so so strong....and I admire that...live life to the fullest...superb writing....deep and profound....touching my heart....floria
Reviewed by Debashish Haar (Reader)
Reviewed on November 13, 2003
Another GEM of a write, Erica!
Reviewed by Vesna Perkovic (Reader)
Reviewed on November 13, 2003
You..
My Mother I want to please..
But somehow you never see..
That little girl inside of me.
...perhaps we should form a "Please the Mothers " club...alas there would be many memebrs ..indeed..
Brilliant write..ty
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I'd cut hand off before I'd ever let it hurt my son or daughter. These people are empty shells- not really people. Erica, did you mean clothes or cloths? and I just remembered- in Dream of Me, clinging is misspelled. I proofread for all of my friends, so I hope you don't mind. Automatic for me. I have a friend you might share some experiences with. Glenna Cancilla, from PA. Try her I Stand and other poems. Y'all might be friends. I would hope so. Jerry- another of hers is The Bullet- powerful.
I Coould Only Wished I Had Mother To Please!
TRASK
Blessings,
Brittany
brittanyrenee.com
Thank you for sharing.
Taylor
Great job.
My Mother I want to please..
But somehow you never see..
That little girl inside of me.
...perhaps we should form a "Please the Mothers " club...alas there would be many memebrs ..indeed..
Brilliant write..ty
Vesna :)