It’s pretty simple that I am hurt.

The ignorance you gave me and the love that was lacking.

You never appreciated the love I showed.

You never applauded me for my achievements,

I didn’t know what else to do; this is not right.

Why did I continue to fall to you?

I’m sadness, tears, and blues.

A child’s trust in her mother,

I put my tiny hand in yours.

Even though you never saw me as your daughter.

Where love and nurture should’ve been,

All I’ve known is a place full of lust and force.

You were never there for many of my firsts,

I needed you.

All of the time and money became focused on you,

I stole for you.

I lied for you.

I snuck around for you.

Just to become unwanted from you.

You are supposed to be my mother.

To teach me to love others, not despise them.

To comfort me when I have a low spirit.

To protect me from from verbal and physical abuse,

And to not cause me to suffer or live with fear.

I am your child,

Your unwanted love.