How dare you judge me,
when all I did was breathe.
You consider only yourself,
And leave out all the rest.
You say I disappoint you,
When I am the one disappointed.
You are scum,
When you are suppose to be my mum.
What do you think, be harsh
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When was the first time you breathed?
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Aww...this sounds like a very sad poem. I cant say i can relate because i have a fantasitc mother and father, but I do know mothers that sound like the one in your poem. Its very well written for a 15 year old and many 15 year old feel like this. 10/10 is what i would give it. Could you comment on my oems too :S
language: 5, rhythm: 4, subject: 4, tone: 4, form: 4.
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This sounds like my mother.
I really like it, but I can relate.
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