I remember crying, hating it, crying none the less.
As snot rolled down my nose, you hugged me and time stood still.
There was complete darkness, There was luminous light.
There was agonising horror, There was never ending delight.
In that one moment, I lost the will to fight.
In that one moment, when you told me it was alright.
It was like relief and ecstasy,
A really strong high.
It was like humour and charm,
Beyond me why I didn't feel shy.
This was one of the many times you forgave me.
One of the many times I found myself immeasurably lucky.
I'm hard to put up with, I've caused you so much pain.
I've caused you enough trouble, I've been a audacious bane.
I've fought with you, I've screamed at you.
I've spewed hate with so much zeal.
I beg for everything I've done, I beg it would heal.
Why, why do you forgive everything I do.
What have I done to have you?
Why do you do everything you do for me?
Why do you pray that I be as good as any?
What have I done to get such immortal affection?
When all I've been willing to give is a temper and destruction.
I thank you mom. I thank you today.
Children don't understand, do they?
I understand now, I understand with constant clarity.
You are an angel, the explanation satisfies my sanity.
You have shaped my life, my character, oh its a very long list.
I can't thank you enough, it would make a very boring gist.
You've left a part of yourself in me. You've bodied my soul.
You've taught me to fight, no matter how meek the goal.
You've made the world a better place, you're my refuge from hate.
I don't believe you are anything, but ofcourse heaven's gate.
I do not wish to repay you for I deem that implausible.
I owe you too much, mom.
I'm sorry I was so horrible.
I wish, I wish from every crevice in my heart.
To make you proud, a tribute for giving me a good start.
I wish, I wish from every crevice in my heart.
That you look back to the day you held me for the first time, a tender child in tired arms.
And feel content. Feel content. Feel content.