Mom

Words are just words and are often too used Taken for granted and overly abused But what if our actions we mean to show good End in destruction and not as they should When making you proud seems harder every day These are the things to you I must say… Mom, I am sorry. I wish you could see My dream is for you to be proud of me But the harder I tried to put a smile on your face Again I would fail and remain a disgrace I know it’s not you whose expectations were high They were mine that I placed though not knowing why I guess to make up for all I’ve done wrong It’s clear to me now that may take way too long So here are my words to you they hold true If I fall I’ll get up as long as I have you