mother

sometimes, your advice and words

seem to cause nothing but hurt

sometimes your stories and cares

seem like boring tales, nothing to share

sometimes, you really annoy me,

with your do's and don'ts incessantly

but that's when i forget you are my mother.

that's when i forget,

your hours in the kitchen,

that's when i forget the times you dried my tears.

that's when i forget

how you defend me.

when all say i'm wrong,

and i'm in the depths of despair,

you pull me up with a smile...

but when i'm lost again,

in my teenage heaven,

you pull me up once a while.

Yes, i'm angry, very angry at you,

when i feel that you really don't care;

but that's because, i care a lot,

about the relationship we share.