For years and years now there's been something wrong between me and my mum with her argumentative behaviour and not listening to me and my attacking her, anxiety, and bad temper. On the other hand, I remember back when I was at school and college everyday I would phone my mum because I was missing her or because I had something to moan about. So here's my song/poem from me to my mum.
I can't stop thinking about last night,
the look in your eyes was so sad.
We've been here so many times before.
You're always calm,
but in your eyes your sadness shows.
No, I can't get tomorrow off my mind,
when I think of all my emotions,
When I'll feel guilty and we're both under our beds,
now it's about time that I should let you know,
what I should have told you long ago.
I will die if you leave me, I can't live without you, we can't keep being like this I will die if you leave me, I can't live without you.
I can't stop thinking about this morning,
or the look in your eyes as it was dawning.
That's just the way it seems to end up,
you're always calm,
but in your eyes your sadness shows.
I will die if you leave me, I can't live without you, we can't keep being like this, I will die if you leave me, I can't live without you.
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Kelsea Peet
I'm a single woman trying to find a boyfriend and sort my mental health out before getting a job
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My Song #2
Back in the day when we were kids and we used to meet up at one another's, or sometimes we'll join in activities with our mothers. It was a great childhood with my friends from school, as every year we'd have a garden party outside in the pool. Back in the day when I was at high school, and people were always cruel, I used that as a learning curve and made myself strong and cool. I was just ignoring them and getting on with my GCSEs and then they gave up on me. Back in the day when I was still there but years on I moved group from lower to more adult group and we'd all go out together into the town shopping lots of evenings like a troop. Sometimes we'd shop till you drop and other times keep it to window shop. Back in the day when life was a lot easier, back in the day when things were so much more memorable, back in the day, during the war back in the day back iinn the daaayy. Back in the day when I met some of my forever friends and had great relationships some special people. Back in the day when me and my friends had our school prom and all remembered where we started from. Back in the day when I was at college and I had learnt a lot of knowledge. I was in a creative class, as we were doing art and made lots of new friends in another part of the country. Back in the day when I was still there and always used to go into the town square. I remember doing some smart, hardworking work experience. Back in the day when life was a lot easier, back in the day when things were so much more memorable, back in the day, during the war back in the day back iinn the daaayy. Oh! life is so memorable and it's always good to look back! Which is whhyy I taake photo's of everyything that happeens, so then youu've got phootograaphic evidencee of the oldeen daays, yeah yeah! Back in the day! when life was a lot easier, back in the day! When things were so much more memorable! Back in the day, during the war back in the day back iinn the daaayy! Back in the day when life was a lot easier, back in the day when things were so much more memorable, back in the day, during the war back in the daaayy back iiinnn the daaaaaaaayyyyyyy.
By Kelsea Peet6 years ago in Poets
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