Leaving

I doubted if I should ever come back.

The days blew by,

And many past.

 

Mom doesn’t know,

The bad way I went.

She’s probably happy now,

Happy I left.

 

All those dumb mistakes,

Wisped into one.

I bet my mom hates me,

I’m not her number one.

 

Mom I messed up,

I know I did.

But can’t you care?

I’m still your kid.

 

Yet the days blew by,

And many past.

And I doubted if I should ever come back.