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Poetry: Emotional baggage

by Rayneonfire

Created on: May 29, 2011

All My Life


All my life, I tried to be who you wanted me to be

I was always trying to make you love me

But, somehow, I missed out on that

 I don't think you really ever knew me or where my heart was really at


All my life, I needed you to love me for whom I was

I always tried to capture that look, of knowing I was loved

But, somehow, things never quite worked out that way

When I needed you the most, you never had anything to say


All through my life, I searched for that perfect trust

For someone that I could believe in, but found it in no one

I always tried to be the perfect person in your eyes

But it didn't matter because you always thought all I ever did was lie


All through my growing years, I tried to be someone you could love

I tried to be who you wanted me to be; but I ended up not knowing who I was

I longed to hear that you really did love me, but found it only on muted lips

I cried myself to sleep way to often and always wished that I were dead


All through my teen years, I tried my best to make you happy

I would tell you that I loved you and that you were very pretty

I wanted you to love me for whom I was, not for who you wanted me to be

 I often found myself in trouble, it didn't matter because you always doubted me


All through my life, I struggled to make a difference

In hopes that you would find my soul and love me without hindrance

I wished for you to see my beauty and that it wasn't just found on my face

But for you to love me for my heart, but that heart you tried to erase


All my life, I wanted to be the best Mother that I could be

To love my children the way that you never loved me

To help them to know what love really is

And to be there for them. Even if it's to the bitter end


All my life, I wanted you to love me and not hate who I was

For you took so much from me that all I wanted to do was run

I'm tired of running, for the world is nothing but a circle

I get lost at times and then there comes the promised loving miracle


I found out who I really wanted to be and I'm ok with that

I raised my own children with a kind heart and not an open hand

I love them unconditionally; I put the written word in their lives

For when they feel lost they know I will always stand by their side


All my life, I wanted to be all that I could be

To become a wonderful mother and raise a happy family

I have done just that and they know I love them with all I have in me

My children know what love is; it’s not for sale, that it’s unconditionally free…


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