A mothers love.

When I was 6 years old my dad moved my brothers and I to Delaware. My mother still lives in Baltimore. All I ever wanted was my mothers love. She promised to call and text me every night. I'd stay a wake but a call would never come to my fathers phone. All I ever wanted was my mothers love. My step mom taught me how to cook and take care of myself & how to act like a young lady. I'd call my mom she was always busy & promised to call me back. But she never did. I just wanted MY mothers love not my step mothers. One night I needed her more than the other nights. I called about 50 times. She never answered my calls. I cried myself to sleep that night. Just because I wanted my mothers love. My mother and I got into argument tonight because I told her all that I wanted from her was support and her love. She called me bitches spit in my face & said she'd wish I was never born. Then I showed her the drug I found her room. She snatched it out my hand & it said I was always the reason for her doing drugs. All of this because I wanted my mothers love.