Mom
Mom Sometimes I wonder if all she gave up was worth the sacrifice If somehow I could make it all worth it But how could the daughter who almost gave up be worth it? How could the daughter whose words sliced through her mother's heart be worth it? I'm sorry, Mom I'm sorry that I wasn't worth all you gave up. I see that little girl hiding behind that smile I see the girl with those big dreams in the way her eyes light up when she talks about something she loves In the way her heart feels a little happier every time she's with her friends Any opportunity she gets to be a kid again. I know she's tired I know she wants to scream and shout and cry. I know no one sees her or what she goes through What she battles through every. single. day. But I do. Mom, I see you And I'm so grateful for it And I'm sorry if I wasn't worth all of it. I love you, Mom.