Why do I treat you in this way?
I always overlook you, still you care.
Oh, why don't you forsake me?
You treat me like a bird, flying high in the sky.
I treat you like mud, stuck on a shoe!
You keep on giving love, yet all I give is sorrow.
Why do I cause such pain?
Why take trouble, when you could have leisure?
I thought I gave you all I had,
now I know,
I gave you nothing.
No memories kind and sweet and
no caring looks.
Yet you love me, knowing my shame.
Knowing who I have become.
And yet in all my hate and sorrow,
I know I can depend on you!!
My Mother!!
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