Mom

You always bicker,

always try and fix my hair.

And when I finally got quicker,

you would always give me a menancing glare. 

I've always wanted to make you proud

and I've always tried to do what you wanted.

But you made me feel alone in a crowd

and made me feel unwanted.

But it's okay,

I'm over it.

I forgave you and the way

the way you made me feel split.

I apologize for being the daughter you never wanted

and that my presence makes you feel disheartened.