You bitch, moan, and complain
You drive me completely insane
You always tell me what to do
Sometimes I actually hate you
Your love for me branches deep
To a depth I am not comprehend
Treating you badly makes me weep
To this I cannot pretend
But when you yell
It gets so bad
And I get so mad
Do you love me, I can’t tell
Sometimes you don’t have a clue
I DO love you
Jake Gassiot
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mom-10/
