Dear Mom, It's been a while

Dear Mom,

You were misunderstood

I know it was hard and you did what you could

We never talk, but maybe we should

Love is hard, but it’s all for good

I’m older now, and I think I understand

What it feels like when things get out of hand

We’re not much different, according to Dad

We’re always compared, and I always felt bad

I saw you as the bad guy

Staying up late to cry

I don’t want to pry,

But I think we should try

We’re always silent and I want this to change

Although it’s been years and it may be strange

I know it’ll be worth it

To just “fit”

I don’t want to not understand anymore

Of all the things you abhor

I want to be one you adore

I want to open that door

Your one and only daughter,

Trinity