Different from my Mother, But I Still Love Her.
I was born into the world
Not too long ago
18 years to be exact
Growing older every day
And Since I was little
I've though so little
On How I'm not how I expected
Very Different from my mother
When I was a toddler
I'd play with my mother's clothes
But as I notice today
I dress different from my mohter
As I grew older
I noticed a lot
I have hair like my father
Different color from my mothers
I also like different things
We don't always agree
You say potato
I say tomato
I have to say
There are many more little differences
I may be different from my mother
But we will always love each other
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