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dpressed times in my life
She just don’t understand.
They told me
Everyday my muscle
Wouldn’t be so stiff
But I’m not so sure
That’s the case.
I think they do me
Harm then good
Mom gets ill with
Me because every now
And again but if you ask me
Everybody needs to
Have a good cry
To keep anger from building
Up inside but I guess mom doesn’t
See it that way. Then mom ask
What I’m crying for? I try to tell her
Then she says if I had pain pills
To take like you I wouldn’t cry about anything
She just doesn’t understand things
From my of point view. I don’t want to
Get to a point where my body
Needs pain pills to live my life
Like my cousin does since her
Back operation
Sept 25th 2008.
Nice work. I like the style that you put in your poems.