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Confession

To my mother.

Mummum, I’m sorry
For the disrespect
But I am your daughter, after all
What did you actually expect?

I’ve betrayed your trust,
Turned the metal to rust
But I’ll find a way
To get out of here someday

I won’t make dad mad, and I won’t make you sad
I’m moving away
Shouldn’t you be glad?

No more fuss, no more cuts
I’ll be leaving soon
But for now
I’m sorry.

Don’t worry, mother
I’ll finally graduate, get out of your hair
When you wake up in the morning
I’ll no longer be there

With all the hurt and the pain
I’ll make it go away
I’m leaving Indiana
And I’m moving to Maine.

This is not a suicide note
Nor some farewell letter
This is me, letting you know
Your life will be much better

After all that I’ve done,
I’d like to let you rest
Don’t worry mother,
This is for the best.
Written by ChemicalRose (Meguana)
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Author's Note
Next year, I'll be 18 and graduated. This is my confession; I'm going away.
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