I Cry & I Try
I sit here crying for only I know why.
I am a mother.
My children disrespect me like I'm someother.
I try to be the best ever.
Just so they can have better.
They hate me and tell me this daily.
My heart breaks from their words.
Why must I try when all I do is cry.
Why am I here when I'm needed nowhere.
The emotions I feel are so real.
They hate their mother and ask for another.
I understand not of what I've done.
I can't figure this out, I do all that you ask. In return I'm treated like a dirty rag.
There are times I wish to disappear.
Happier they would be without me I do believe.
I cry and I try continuously every day.
I am a mother and my children want me no longer.
I cry and cry as I try and try.
wishing they could love me, for I am their mother.