Your words.

TW :warning: Mention of running away from home, Bad relationship with a mother.

-Based off a true story.

Growing up i never referred you

as my mom, to me your were

someone that lived in the

same house as me.

You lost that title long ago,

Could have been the times you

tore me down with your words.

or maybe the fact you never

showed much care for me when

i was crying. Dad kept talking to

you about how you shouldn’t

be harsh on me. you ofcourse

never listened to anybody,

i think that’s where i got my trait from.

you never cared or listened to

what myself and others had to say.

i was young at the time, when i ran

from home. i couldn’t deal with you

any longer. i was tired of you

always yelling at me for the littlest

of things. made me feel like it was

my fault, that’s why i’d always

apologize for things even when it

wasn’t my fault. but you never knew

that, i had always saw no point in

talking to you when it came to my

feelings. i lost trust with you completely,

yet. you still ask me to this day

what you did wrong with your words.