The other day, a grave mistake was made.
And I didn't get an apology.
I sat there, being yelled at, humiliated.
And I just wondered, where's justice?
What right did she have?
She's not my mother.
But I sat there,
With out getting any apology,
The next day, I faked that smile,
No, I'm not over it.
...But I sat there,
And I was still angry,
I was never this mad,
not even for the boyfriend who cheated.
Nope, so I sat there, with that smile,
Thinking of all the ways I can decapitate her,
Make it slow, make it memorable,
Because that moment was etched forever.
[Just so you know, schools the least educational experience a child experiences,
in fact, It has a habit of teaching all the wrong things
and NO one was hurt in the process of writing this,
and NO one is going to get hurte thanks to this being written,
It just cleared up my system :D]
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if you felt that way just think how she must have felt after what ever she said to you. Maybe she just had to scream at some one whom she thought can take it. is she really bad all the time. think if you can place yourself in her shoes.if she is not a bad person and has always loved than it must have been one of those days on her part. think.
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