A World of Change

November 28, 2010
By Jazmine_Flower BRONZE, Westhampton, Massachusetts
Jazmine_Flower BRONZE, Westhampton, Massachusetts
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I've always viewed you as an idol.
Now I see you stumble.
I always thought that if you fell, the world would end.
Here it is, still standing.
Bleakly I watch as my world changeing,
I cry.
Not tears of sadness, but of disappointment.
I cannot describe what I fell to you, only hope that as I stare into your eyes,
You may understand.
I know now that you cannot be perfect.
It breaks my heart to see
Your unwillingness to change for me.
Until you get a grip on life,
Our lives may never touch again.

The author's comments:
from a daughter to a mother

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