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I am not a mat

Contributed by nhisname2005 on Saturday, 18th June 2005 @ 07:10:32 AM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry

I am not a mat to be walked on,
I am tired of living this way,
My mother in law gets on my nerves,
She is allowed to say what she wants to say,
I am suppose to listen,
Let it go in one and ear out the other,
I am suppose to be the christian here,
We are suppose to love one another,
I tried to be supportive,
Buy her nice things to,
Take her out to dinner,
I thought it was the thing to do,
I invited her over for dinner,
Didn't think she should be alone,
But the past should had told me,
That she will never leave me alone.
She didn't eat my dinner,
I got upset,
I said pat you hurt my feelings,
You treat me like ****-.
That is what I wanted to really tell her,
But the christian in me did not agree,
I just told her pat why didn't you eat.
Oh sandy always wanting to start something,
I have nothing to do with you,
Get out of my family now,
That is the best thing you can do.
I left a message on her answering machine,
I said I was sorry.
Because the christian in me MADE me,
But I don't think it is funny.
Why do I have to say I am sorry,
Why does she get away with sin,
Why is it that I always have to live like this.
What will she say when she comes home tomorrow,
When she hears my message on her answer machine,
Really I just want to hollar.
I don't give a *-- *----.
I don't care if your mad at me at all,
I don't want anything to do with you not ever,
Do not ever come to call.
*---- !
I loved you no matter what you have done to me,
I have put up and listened to,
Hell is all what I have gotten from you.

(Please read what I done in this situation poem titled : The answer machine message)She will be home sunday, today is saturday, I think she will listen to it and say, sandy better not do it again. blame everything on me and not take one moment to say she is sorry. will not admit she done anything wrong. and deep down inside. I want to go over her house and erase the message.because bottom line she will say how terrible I am. never seeing anything good in me.I DON'T WANT TO BE A MAT TO BE WALKED ON.

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