dear mom
i hate the way u look at me,
i hate the way u joke,
i hate the fact you're never there,
i hate the way you never tried,
excuses after excuses,
i felt dead inside,
how can i love you after what you did,
when everything faded away,
i couldn't believe this shit,
everything on my shoulders,
i could barely stand,
now her i am,
were are you?
Regis