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
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