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Old May 19, 2018, 07:50 AM
Kurushi22 Kurushi22 is offline
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Location: England
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Blankets would swap magazines
With my mum
And I'd get a rollicking
If I did the crosswords.
She was going to
Drive through for lunch
And asked if we wanted anything
My mum says "Yes a banana milkshake,
but YOU, you don't deserve
Anything you rat bag"
I didn't argue.
And they would gossip
About our neighbour
Who went everyday.
But she couldn't work
As she was on dialysis.
So if she wanted a treat
then good on her.
They would check the
Sheriff court website
To see if they knew anyone
Who was in trouble.
I thought they were
Quite sad to be frank.
I remember them
Slating a lady who
Had been told she
Had actual clinical depression
From the doctor.
The lady had been neglecting
The housework and needed
Time off work.
Of course them thick as thieves,
Said that it was just an excuse
Like depression did not exist.
It was just a cover up
For laziness or idleness.
So when I got ill,
That was a spanner in the works.
My neighbour said that
My mum was crying
Every night I was in hospital.
Deep down my
Parents did care
Was what she was saying.
The doesn't account
For all their wrong doings though.
I guess we weren't
The type of family
That say love you before
We hung up the phone.
But life is hard
And sometimes the only
Way to get by is to bury,
Or set aside,
Your true emotions.

Its no secret that
My mum and I never
Really saw eye to eye.
My father wanted a boy
And my mum wanted to
Be one of the boys.
If we went to the
Beach on a nice evening
We would sometimes
Eat at the fish and chips takeout.
My mum would always
Ask what my brother
And dad wanted to eat
And drink. Where I had
To have half of whatever
She wanted including
The juice. They got
A bottle each where
My mum would say I
Only have a sip of
Juice so you can have
The rest of mine.
If she only wanted a sip
Why didn't I get the choice?
I know it sounds fickle,
But it happened with
Other things we did.
We went to Aviemore
And I had to watch
While my brother
And dad went on
The go carts.
I never got to
Go to any clubs
That cost money
Until my Bro asked
To go to martial arts.
I know my father
Was a difficult man
To live with but
Why make me suffer?
It was spilt milk.
Let sleeping dogs lie.

But this manipulation
Was why I put up
With Fred getting to choose,
Nearly everything we did.
He clearly had some
Deep set anger and insecurities,
I had been in rehab
So everyone spoke
Of me as the one
With problems. But I
Wanted to change things.
He blindly denied he
Had issues at all.
My mum was right
About describing hims
As a young bloke
Who would fight
With his own shadow.
He would say to me
If you leave you may
As well put a noose
Around my neck,
And it was earnest.