I am bent, but not broken. Scarred, but not disfigured. Sad, but not hopeless. Tired, but not lifeless. Alone, but not powerless. Angry, but not bitter. Distant, but not emotionless. Lonely, but not loveless. Depressed... but not weak. In the end, I...
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Where do I start? Not the pointless fights, Or the conflicts. Not the misunderstandings, Nor the shouts and screams. But I suppose it started, From the moment The first cell of my body Began to take its shape. That's When I knew, I could never hate you. The words I want to tell you Are quite simple, Ones you hear often. Hence, today won't be any different. So here it goes, “I love you!” I love you, for carrying me in your belly. All those nine months Where I patiently grew, Turned, and occasionally kicked Here and there, So you knew I was there. Somehow, I think I knew too... That even then, it made you happy... And above all, “Thank you!” Thank you , for not spoiling me... Your “tough love”, is what made me Into this strong independent being. Someone I am proud to be. For without you, I wonder, if I would be the same... Or what kind of person could I have been? Because even when I fall, Shattered, and beyond repair, Like I never experienced before... You were there to push me ahead, With words that I can never forget. Getting me back up to who I used to be, A strong being that I am meant to be. And so, along these lines... I just wanted to wish you A happy Mother's Day, mother.
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