P1

blogging, writer

I am what god gave you, meaning I am what you made

You can marmite me you know… love, hate

You can be a mother from a distance or dad putting up resistance

It’s optional, I really don’t mind

Because you showed no love, but taught me the power of money

Emotionally neglected you made me a victim

Through the nightmares and tears you were never there to say “don’t worry”

Looked me in the eyes never once said “sorry”

Emotionally neglected you made me a survivor

So i thank you

I’ve had rough days, those times I didn’t eat they were the tough days

But mentally those were my strong days

So I thank you

Because of you I’m independently strong, a natural born leader

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