She’s the best mother you will ever have if you’re an infant. But as soon as you have your own personality, your own friends, she’ll treat you like you just betrayed her. I see how everyone has a mother, and I have this emotional baggage who’s make me feel like walking on the edge.
You love her and mourn her life, because you know it’s hard
for a single mom to live in our society. I know her struggles, but I also wish
she could be a mom a bit more, so I don’t have to grow up faster. I wish she
knows how to comfort me, and not the other way around.
I wish I have somebody I can rely on, and just be a kid when
I was a kid. Now I'm an adult and I don’t know how to function
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