You're not a good mother,
For you cheated on my father.
We always argue and fight,
Cause in my eyes you do no right.
I always make you cry for my selfishness,
You can call it grudge, for God's graciousness.
I really hate you a damn lot,
So I always think of a bad plot.
I ignored all your sacrifices for us,
without thinking of pain you gone through.
I changed, I grow, can I say it now?
Thank you always for being my mom.
