Poetry-Almost Livid

Almost Livid

By "Lulu"

Mother, I cannot express the way I feel,

For if I do, surely you would disagree,

A deep anger that I am sure is real,

You have caused to come across me.

I know you were going to just leave me here,

So you can be selfish and feel good again,

To run away brings me great fear,

But if you go, you're just like all of those other women.

The ones who leave to find a better life,

Lonely ones are forced to start life once more,

Except, I won't have a chance, your strife,

I will have nothing, no money, we're poor.

So I will not let you go, this is true,

For I will make sure to leave before you do.