To have experience a type of pain
A type of love
To be afraid of expressing a feeling
You can’t talk about it
You’re tormenting yourself
What if she doesn’t care?
What’s going to happen?
So you keep your mouth shut
Hoping she knows how to read minds
When we all know she can’t
Maybe she’ll notice me
Notice my pain
But she doesn’t
She just thinks I’m doing all the bad things
“Hey I’m a good person”
“I’m right here”
But she doesn't hear me
She doesn't see me
I've seem to have vanished
Throughout all the disappointments
The arguments
The hate we can only feel
I’m an unwanted child
I’m sorry
I’m sorry to have let you down
I’m trying my best
To be my best
But I have to be me
I’m focus on you
My attention stays on you
But all I can hear is your cries
No respond
Just Cries
I am here
I am right here
I been here
I’m you angel
I’ve been a good girl
Can you acknowledge me?
Can you be proud of me?
I have done good things in life
I have achieve some goals
But you don’t notice me
Sure in state you notice my mistake
You acknowledge them
I’m suffering you see
I’m hurting you see
I’m in pain you see
I’m changing for you
Do you see me?
Mom
Mom