Sick of your voice, usually shouting
Tired of being a disappointed daughter
But even though it feels like dying
I will always know that you love me mother

9 months of carrying me in your womb
15 years of taking care of me
All these years, I am just so weak and clumsy
Yet you believe in me mommy

When my brain become a mess
Because of problem and pain in my chest
Yet I know that I will solve this God's test
Because mother is always here and she knows best