She calls herself my mom; I call her a stranger. A stranger that I share the same DNA with; a stranger who carried me in her stomach for nine months but is not my mom. To me, it takes more than DNA and carrying someone in your stomach to make you a mom. To me a mom is someone who loves you unconditionally, is always there for you, keeps their promises, is honest, and is your best friend, but still knows how to lay down the rules. The stranger who calls herself my mom is the very opposite of this. She is someone who I do not know. She was careless of me instead of love me. She left me instead of stuck by me. She filled my head with lies and broken promises instead of living up to her promises and being honest with me. This stranger has cause me more pain than fire and needles put together. She chose the bottle over her own blood and she will never give up the bottle for them. She tortures my heart and soul over and over again with lies and broken promises. She apologizes but they mean nothing to me when she doesn't mean them. You only mean your apologies if you stop doing the thigns you do thst hurt the people you love. I can't forgive you and forget when the things she has done has been tattooed in my mind, heart, and soul for life. All I ever wanted was a mom who cares  and loves me but to her that's too much to ask. I do love her for one thing and that's bringing me into this world. Now that I'm here, to her I'm invisible. Whenever I needed her, she was never there including when my hero, my dad, died; I needed her the most then but as always she was a stranger. I don't wanna say I hate her because hate is a bit too strong and I don't wanna say I love her because I don't know her wekk enough and she caused me so much pain, so I don't know how I feel about the stranger. She calls me her daughter and I call her a stranger. She calls me her daughter and to me I'm just the girl who has the same DNA as her, the stranger who diguests herself as my mom.