I'm Coming Home Soon

this is a personal poem about me dealing with not living with my mom at age thirteen.

i'm sitting in my bed,
thinking about what my mom just said.
she told me that she loved me,
so I said thanks with much glee!

maybe I should be mad,
but really i'm just sad.
my mom sent me away.
and i'm the one that pays.

she told me it was for the best@
that it was all just one big test.
so I strived and cryed,
it almost felt like i died.

now i'm getting through,
i'm turning into somebody new.
just keep trying,
and i'll stop crying.

I love my mom, she's the best!
she lives in the south, while I live in the west,
i'm coming home soon,
i'll be there in june.