Without Mom I knew I'd feel alone
But I didn't know I would be alone.
Without Mom I knew I'd be sad and depressed
But I didn't think it would be about this.
Without Mom I thought our family would become closer
But now I realize that nobody wants me around.
Was I only part of things because I had to be there for Mom?
Am I that horrible or annoying to be around?
Am I that unlikable?
I want to go.
To drive.
To fly.
To move.
To nowhere.
To anywhere.
Would they miss me?
Probably not.
Why would they?
They don't want me around anyways.
About the Creator
Laura Turner
I'm just me. I love to travel. I've drove a truck for 15 years until arthritis caught up with me and I could barely walk much less get into a big truck. I would love to be able to travel the United States as a tourist.
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