What I hate most is that the shame you give Stabs deeper than the shame I give myself
What I struggle with most is your lack of understanding Because I think you should be able to understand me better than anybody
What I am jealous of most is that I am no longer your favorite child But I am your only child
What I wish most you'd stop doing is talking about my size And making faces EVERY time I pick clothes that you think seem large in size
What I miss most is seeing you as my hero Because you raised me strong and always made sure I had whatever I wanted
What I hope for most is that one day I can trust you with my life story Without you judging me too harshly
What I want most is for you to be proud of all I've overcome Without belittling me
Mom what I want is for you to be my mom and just love me the way I am, regardless of all my imperfections, and if there is anyone who should fulfill that want it's you.