.m o m.
growing up is difficult
we falter along the way
but i was never afarid
cause i know, beside me you'd stay

i am not a perfect daughter
worse often times a day
you are not a perfect mother
we have flaws, each and every way

my life has its darkness
you have yours too
we sometimes say absurd madness
but at the end, there's I LOVE YOU

in silence we understand
in our eyes we feel
we dont need words
inside we know whats real

you may not be perfect
sometimes dont have a clue
but i wouldnt trade anything
for my one true thing... mom.. thats you.
.n e x t.
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