i find myself sitting here. missing you.
thinking about when i was a little girl.
how things were different. simpler.
when we were able to be together.
things were different back then.
easier. calmer. nicer. funner.
it almost seemed as if you loved me.
it was as if you cared about me.
as if you took an interest in me.
now look at us.
fighting, running, chasing.
playing mind games.
control. fear. anger.
its now as if you hate me.
you dont give a care about me.
as if all interest in me was lost.
what am i now? a lost cause?
why do you treat me this way?
what did i do wrong?
why do you seem to hate me?
i see other girls and there mom.
shopping. talking. laughing.
it makes me hate them.
i know its kinda dumb.
i get jelous.
want what they have.
it makes me so mad.
to think ill never have that.
why is that?
i dont understand.
its like we come from 2 different lands.
we speak 2 different languages.
its been this way for ages.
we always argue. never agree.
its real become to much for me.
we can be.
just like those girls i envy.
have a realationship.
everything i do wont make you trip.
the yelling will be gone.
we can stay up til dawn.
talking. sharing secrets.
maybe im just dreaming.
things will never be.
how i want them to be.
i guess im in denial.
that will always be final.
im so sorry for it all.
for why you are this way.
what ever happened on that day.
to make everything change.
to make your emotions such a range.
but its not fair for us kids.
to always have you pop your lid.
everything we do.
seems to make you unglue.
make you mad.
and make us sad.
we dont understand.
they try to explaine.
but its all just a game.
a game of blaim.
its always the same.
they tell us its not our fault.
that you have a problem.
a chemical embalance.
you needed meds, was that such a challenge?
did you ever think things could be different?
make your kids not always in a state of confusion?
i guess ill never understand.
and thats ok.
i guess ill just have to stay away.
until that day.you dont make me want to run away.
when im not afraid.
to say what i need to say.
you wont blow up at me.
for telling you something.
when i can trust you.
because thats something i want to do.
i want to be your friend.
and have our relationship mend.
have everything fixed.
not have our emotions mixed.
like scrambled eggs.
always have good days.
leave the past behind.
for the last time.
move on from the bad.
and have no more sad.
i know you tryed your best.
but where is the rest.
of your motherly insticts.
the missing links.
the ones that make us feel loved.
cared for, and charished.
instead we feel empty, lost, and forgotten.
love us. thats all were wantin.
for you to show you love us.
maybe you do.
i guess it could be true.
if it is.
you have a weird way of showing us.
yelling. screaming. maniplating.
its all so confusing.
last i checked that wasnt love.
it was abusing.
so you wonder why we are so emotional.
distraught. maybe sometimes even suicidal.
did you ever thing it has to do with you.
its the way you treat us. the things you do.
that put those thoughts in our head.
even though we dont want to be dead.
its all a game to you.
we are your kids we dont belong to you.
we're not a couch. not something you sit on.
by thinking that you are so wrong.
you cant always control us.
were not your puppets.
were human.
have feelin.
were not a rock.
more like a clock.
a ticking time bomb.
because of you mom.
you have created 2 monsters.
2 little wrongsters.
2 little girls in this world.
that only know how to cause trouble.
always on gaurd.
we have turnd this world into our back yard.
we been there done that.
were just a couple brats.
cant be told what to do.
we'll just rebel against you.
you did us so much wrong.
but because of it we are strong.
can take on anything.
and afterwards well be just fine.
we know who we are.
we have so many scares.
that make us the people we are.
2 bad girls with good intentions.
we have done somethings we shouldnt metion.
we have been treated wrong, and abused.
lied to, and used.
taken advantage of.
but we learn from our mistakes.
learn what it is that makes.
us unique from the rest.
life is just a test.
to see who is the best.
we have been through alot.
and inside we wont rot.
we'll fight through the bad.
and even the sad.
to find the good.
and we know you could.
if you try.
it wont make you die.
please mom we beg you.
to be throu.
with the hurt. anger. and betrayal.
we try to be loyal.
but its hard to be.
when you keep hurting me.
and savannah to.
we dont deserve this from you.
i guess you dont deserve it from us either.
but who do you think was our teacher?
yes that would be you.
why cant this all be through?
im done.
so until you are to.
im not going to talk to you.
i think its time.
i tell you goodbye.
as long as this is going on.
i think we need to go our seprete ways.
i have to do this. im sorry.
but maybe one day.
we can meet again.
maybe things will be different then.
we can talk. shop. and laugh.
goodbye mom.
i love you.
i really do.
but not the bad you.
the one i remember.
when i was a little girl.
what happened to her?
bring her back.
and and then we'll talk.
but for now this is the way it needs to be.
im so sorry.
XoXo BabyyGurl!!!