Mom, if only you knew…
not many people know my story and my mom
i kept it to myself, a secret, only few know
a story not even my best friends know
if you ask me about my life
i would think of mom
and it’ll be very hard to tell my story without her in it
my first memory was not playing with my dad or eating ice cream
my first memory was being alone, 4pm in the afternoon
waiting for my mom to go home
she need to provide since daddy was absent
it was always us against the world
but will it always going to be like that moving on?
i remember,
crying in your shoulder and you in mine,
i was so little back then,
just five years of age,
we only have each other,
but we linger on
the world is harsh,
the world is cruel,
for people like us,
no place for the poor
we don’t have a house,
let alone own a car
conditions force me to grew up strong
hardened my heart, so hard that it became brittle
i grew up as a fine man, i believe
i grew up like what you always told me to
up until now,
i still love you so much and i will always do,
but it became harder and harder,
to keep up with your expectations,
to put a smile on your face,
to make you proud of me
you are more than enough to me,
but will i ever be enough for you?
will you ever realize my love for you?
mom, if only you knew,
i love you.
