You told me my ideas weren’t good enough
Then presented them as your own
You made me do all the dirty work that no one else would do
Then you take credit for doing it
When something was missing
You told everyone that it was probably me
When no one else would donate to class events I gave the difference
You gave everyone else credit but me
When I carry a smile
You always turn it into a frown
Oh how I wish that you weren’t my bully
I'm a wife, a mother, a writer, and a friend. I enjoy sharing feelings, experiences and my poetry. There are many things that I am good at, but I'm sure there are just as many things that I am bad at. I try hard not to judge for we know no one is perfect. I can however say that although I have a great deal of patience, sometimes the patience tank runs dry. If you value me, I will always value you.
Here I will share some of my poetry, my opinions along with some of my stories. I hope you enjoy(ed) your visit to poetsareangels.com. If you read and liked what you saw, please hit the LIKE button. Always feel free to leave friendly comments. Please no vulgarity as my teenagers frequent this site. "Happiness is the pathway to a memorable existence." Felina
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The Writings of Felina Silver Robinson 
Fantastic write. 😀
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Thank you blossom!
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You’re welcome Felina 🙂
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