To the one I always called nuts,
My mommy
I know I am not the perfect child you have
Ever wish and had.
I'm sorry for being rude, always in high tone, always irritated and hard headed
And if sometimes I get mad
Whenever you correct me
Just like how you love and forgive me
Despite of all the intentional and unintentional disappointments and heartbreaks that I continuously giving but believe me
There are no words can describe how I love you also to our loud family
No actions can express how much caring you are to me
Though I do not always say thisI just want you know guys that I love you.
YOU ARE READING
The Hidden Poet
PoetryA compilation of self made poetry that came out from my head during tough times, boredom and specially in time that I'm in love with someone else.
