I’m not a good person, far from being perfect.
I’m not a good daughter, I may have done something that disappoint my parents
I’m not a good friend; I may say stupid things or jokes that hurt
I’m not a good student, I may don’t always listen
I’m not a good lover; well that explains why I am single until now
I try to smile, but tears run down my face instead
I try to laugh, but I cry instead
I’m sick of pretending that everything’s fine
Sick of believing that life is like a fairy tale where there’s always happy ending.
But, for you,
I ‘l try to be a better person.
For you,
I’ll try to make life worth more living.
I love you with all of my heart, Mama.
You are the only reason why I have to be strong,
in living this harsh world.
Life’s a shit, but it must goes on.
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