Mommy's Little Disaster

I was actually influenced to write this, I'd like to thank all of the mothers out there who let their daughters grow up to soon! Give yourselves a pat on the back! :D [Sarcasm to the extremeee]

 

Mommy’s Little Disaster

 

Mommy’s little girl was only seven

She had the world, her little heaven

Her room was filled with toys

And other unnecessary childish things

Sesame Street was always on the TV set

And she was spoiled as ever

On her eighth birthday

Mommy’s little girl wanted Barbie

So Mommy got it for her

Even though it was a plastic piece of crap

Years passed and the little girl grew

She seen her chest and said, “Hmm…that’s new”

Still so young at the age of eleven

The little girl began to watch boys

Delight filled her eyes when they watched back

Mommy’s little girl wanted one of her own

So Mommy granted her wish

Although she was scared for her little girl

Time flies when you’re having fun!

Says the little girl on the run

She knew that her body was bangin’

Now, when she turned fifteen

Little girl had the boys in the bag

Was a well known volleyball player

But it was almost her sweet sixteen

Mommy’s little girl wanted that nice car

So, yes you guessed it, Mommy got it

No matter what bad thoughts roamed in her head

It was four years ago now

When little girl questioned ‘how?’

It was an accident; she didn’t mean to fail school

Or get into trouble from drunk driving

She was lost in confusion and anger

Ah, high school was a blast though

Who cares that she didn’t go to college?

Mommy’s little girl wanted to let go of life

Well, ‘if that’s what she wants’ Mommy thought

 

 

Mommy’s little girl didn’t die, but she gave up what her life could’ve been

Maybe parents should do what’s better for their children and not what they want…

 

 

 

Author's Note

Ignore the grammar issues! Give me your opinion

Reviews

[Jonathan]

thats sooo true... i like it... if my dad hadnt forbid me from doin things who knew where i would be

[Shae]

i really like this! good job! keep writing!

[Lexi Nicole]

This is great! I love how real it is. Some parents are too concerned with making sure their children have everything they want that they don't notice the things children need. They would rather be their child's best friend than be the disciplinarian. Nice work!

-Howl

[Shawna Thomas]

"Maybe parents should do what's better for their children and not what they want�"
I strongly agree, too many parents are concerned about being accepted in the "cool" eyes of their children they don't want to not give them everything they ask for. Great job, I like this a lot.

[Scott Free]

This is a great poem! So true, very well written, I liked it a lot!
The words that were crossed out, colored and otherwise made to stick out added really well to the plot! Kudos, kudos!
The end was a little abrupt. What I'd like to know is what could have been...could you shed some light on that maybe? It ended a bit soon, this material is so good you could really continue on with it.
Applause for you, applause!

Scott

[Honeypot]

Yes, this is sad and happens far too often in today's world. It doesn't need to be this way. I think this is a good remind to all parents out there, not just the mothers. Great subject for a poem.

[Mark]

Read Pratibha's "Life Beckons" for another verse of this song.
What I want to know is not poetry related, it's computer-related! How do you multiple characters in a single space (the strikevers)? I have one French friend and sevral Hispanic, and I've long wanted to include the 'accents graves" and the 'tildes' that are a part of their written language. Does it require a special software, or is it juast a keyboard technique of which I am presently unaware?
I'm sorry, I know this would have been better in a PM, rather han the Comments page...

[kamelotXforever]

WOW!I've seen that happen so many times it's sickening.
Very well written
and it's a beautiful idea with the color and all.

[Paul Ramnora]

I like your writing a whole lot; and, this is the very first one of yours that I've just gone and read. I find it really very easy, indeed, to be able to relate to and identify with.

Myself, I must confess, that I was brought up totally spoiled; you see, I was an only child; therefore, I had no siblings to go struggle with and fight against; instead, I was just handed absolutely everything I ever needed in life on a plate. To outsiders, this all looks really great for me; like I got life really easy!

But, to me, deep down it well and truly 'hurts'...as I just don't know how to survive on my own living in the 'real' world; because I don't know how to fight or stick up for myself; whenever I find myself being faced with any sort of conflict, then, I usually tend to run the other way as far and as fast as possible; after all, I never grew up having to fight for absolutely anything?!

In the 'real' world...that is, outside of my very giving family...I've frequently found that people aren't always so extremely generous or kind; in fact, they can be totally downright mean and merciless-like if I was feeling really thirsty and wanted nothing more than a drink of water-then, I'd have to go 'pay' for it; they would not give it to you for free/nor out of any mere pity!

Otherwise, if you either lived or died; then, they really couldn't care less; most likely, if you did die; then, they wouldn't bother enough to even blink an eye; but, instead, the whole world would just keep on turning just as it did before!

I still find it really hard to take in that I'm not always everybody's absolute center of attention; and, that in the 'real' world, you not only make friends/but, also, loads of enemies, as well.

I guess, I'm like a kid that never ever grew up; and, furthermore, don't want to! Quite honestly, to tell you the truth, I don't think I ever will grow up; because when you've lived your whole entire life being totally spoiled rotten; then, it's just next to impossible to come down from off that extremely high pedestal; who the hell wants to go take 2nd place; instead, I always want and do fully expect to come nothing else, but, 1st! Call me selfish, maybe; but, that's just the way it, quite honestly, is.

The thing that scares me most is that Death is a reality for old folks; and, so, I frequently wonder what if my parents were not there to support me anymore; then, how would I ever manage to survive?! And, frankly, I can't see any clear answer to that; my belief is if they die; then, I die; simple as that. I'd most probably end up committing suicide though simply just not knowing how to survive on my own???!!! So, yes, I guess, it really is very bad getting overly spoiled.

[Alice Oiseau]

Ahaha, the spoiled child. I believe my brother has been diagosed with this.
Good poem, with a nice moral tied into it. Parents sometimes miss the fact that they are the parent, not their child's best friend. It's important to say 'no' and not always give the child what he or she wants. No use in rambling about that, so I'll get off my 'soap box'.
A delightful poem, and nicely written.
Cheers.