Dear Mom
A letter to my mother on the days I am failing at being yours:
Mom, I'm sorry.
I truly am.
If I could live my own life while still holding up yours then
I would always choose that.
I want to ease your stress
Sometimes, I push away.
And it hurts us both in the process
I wanna get out there,
but when I do that,
I'm afraid I'm failing at being yours -
Your daughter
Your balance
Your friend
And I hate that
It makes me hate me.
With my whole being
So I'm so sorry mom.
And I promise you that I will keep on trying
I'm tired of failing you, Mom.
I'll find a balance for you, Mom
Mom, you really do mean the world to me
I couldn't live life without you
So please don't make me
And please forgive me
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