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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=566408" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>No Childhood</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=566408" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Grew up too fast<br>Childhood didn't last<br>Defiled at the age of 3<br>Changing my life permanently<br>Mom wasn't there<br>Life wasn't fair<br>Never met my dad<br>Neglect was all I had<br>Grew up too fast<br>Childhood didn't last<br>16 and pregnant<br>didn't know what that meant<br>responsibility aquired<br>overworked and over tired<br>child number 2 on the way<br>just another month - just another day<br>married and divorced by 23<br>struggling to find the inner me<br>trying to identify what love was<br>yearning to know if I was enough<br>Searching for my worth in man after man<br>floating through life waiting to land<br>3 years later - baby number 3<br>responsibility was all on me<br>as life moves on and the clock keeps turnin<br>days gone by and i'm still yearning<br>for the childhood i never had<br>for the chance to meet my dad<br>into my life walks my superman<br>claimin if anyone can save me - he can<br>he sweeps me off my feet<br>making me complete<br>i take his last name<br>and life isn't the same<br>i thank God for the opportunity<br>he's given by sending you to me<br>and as i start to open up and realize<br>stop hiding and open my eyes<br>i missed out on my childhood<br>and though i did the best i could<br>to be the mom i never had<br>give my kids my missing dad<br>and stil i feel inadequately<br>as i search deeper within me<br>to find out who i'm supposed to be<br>sometimes i feel like i have nowhere to give from<br>the places that were supposed to till me were never done<br>and so i grasp for an idea of hwo to be<br>the mom that wasn't modeled for me<br>I can't play, I can't pretend<br>scars of the past continuing to mend<br>i imagine and play how i think a mom should be<br>but more often than not it doesn't come naturally<br>nuturing was replaced by survival<br>when just trying to make it was all<br>i had the energy to do <br>and as i'm writing you<br>i realize that i missed out on my childhood<br>and i wonder if it's understood<br>I'm not the parent i want to be<br>but i'm the best parent that's within me<br>still making mistakes<br>but doing what it takes<br>to be a better mom than i knew<br>and as i'm writing you<br>i realize that i missed out on my childhood</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Miss+Thang">Miss Thang</a></strong></div>