I spend all day taking crap from you,
I listen and take the hurt that you deal.
You take your anger out on me,
And I never think how do you feel.
I try my best to make you understand,
I'm human and I'm not perfect.
However, I never try to to understand you.
Am I worth it.

So Mom,
When I'm all grown up,
I'm going to need you there.
And i know you may not be able to,
and i was never the best kid to care.
I know that life's hard,
I know i was so bad at being a daughter.
But i need you now,
Through hell and high water.
I'm sorry for the words that i say,
And i may never stop saying them.
Hoping one day i will,
I know ill never be a gem.
So please, please be there.