'Yes Mom! ' <br />'No Mom! ' <br />'ok I'll do that.' <br /> <br />Talk to her sweetly <br />like your not mad as hell at her <br />I always tell my self <br />that is the only way you can talk to her <br /> <br />My mom is a powerful person <br />loving but deadly strict <br />She's the devil wearing prada <br />when she's angry <br /> <br />Ever since that phone call <br />I've been walking on eggshells <br />whenever I am around her <br />she's a moving time bomb <br />just waiting for the right moment <br />to explode <br />sometimes I wish <br />I could disappear <br />from my own home <br />and appear in Paradise <br />However, I did this damage <br />completely myself <br />no one to blame but me <br /> <br />I said too much to the wrong person <br />I thought she was good christian <br />not a back-stabbing liar <br />So now I am paying for my <br />naive mistakes <br /> <br />Until my mother becomes sane again <br />hoping they won't break <br />watching every word I say <br />and everything I do <br />'Yes Mom' <br />'Yeah yeah, ok mom' <br />just walking on eggshells <br />everywhere I go<br /><br />Sydne Morris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/eggshells/
