Dear Mother,
What is it like, what is it like to be,
Is it light
Is it dark
Is a room full of people you don't even know of
Is it like the story's we've heard of
What is it like,
Are you brave
Are you scared
Are you unaware of what your made of
Is it like the story's we've heard of
Dear Mother,
Dont look at me know, I don't want you to be disappointed, I hate how I lost you but why does it slowly feel like im losing dad too. I heard it was me not following the rules. I cant live by rules when life is so short. Mother I want you to be proud of me, but how can you when I am gradually getting weaker every day. I miss you and I love you, I really do love you mom.
YOU ARE READING
Words From The Heart
PoesíaLetters to my self Just word on a page poems from the heart Words from my mind What to feel is the word in side
