Am I the daughter you have always adored? For I do not say enough I love you, not because I don't feel it but because I am scared, of losing.
So I acted tough, rough like the new kid on the block. No fear, no tears I am an iron sword.
But deep within, I am a child. Who don't know how to show what is inside.
So forgive me. Forgive me for it all, for making you sad, dread, concern for a child like that.
I physically don't know how to show inside. But if you could see pass the me, I think it would make you happy.
For the reason I live, is to make you happy.
Happy mother's day, mom.