To my mother
I was a foolish little child, only five years old
Tryna act like a boss, tryna act all bold
Disrespect and dishonesty, degrading and those lies
I told them to your face with that cheeky little smile
Every rule it was broken, no thank you, no please
I was the rudest little child that you ever did see
The crazy things I did
As a child, no doubt
I regret every one
But it's too much to blot out
The pain I used to cause you
And the anguish, the tears
I'm sorry if I was the one who replaced your fears
Took you for granted, now I sit in my room
Writing this, tears falling, and I know you assume
I never cry, I'm strong, in a boarding school
Tougher with the knowledge that you know I consume
And I know you always hear me on the phone always laughing
But truth be told, its an escape from you asking
"How are you? How's your day?"
Because you know I will say
How I miss you the most, how I want you so close
And trust me, I'm not one who be known to cry
Especially to my parents, it's just a rule I abide
But I can't help this pain inside me
I've took you for granted, and I've wasted my years
Now I stare at the ceiling and I don't stop the tears
No friend or no teacher
Or any other living creature
Is equal to the comfort or the love that you feature
I miss you so much, because I learnt there is really no other
That matches the love or the comfort from your lovely mother.
By Zonera
