...on this Mother's Day, I'd like to take the time to express my gratefulness and appreciation for no one other than my mom. Unfortunately, I was one of the many children out there who grew up without a father - he abandoned my mom and I, flew to California, and didn't look back. I can't even begin to describe how blessed I am to have someone so strong, so patient, and so supportive in my life - playing both parts is extremely impressive. You could've left when things got tough, but you decided to stay with me, raise me, and shower me with all the love in the world. As I get older, I look back and remember what it was like, how tough things were - you remember? We stuck it out like champions, as best friends - as a team. You've gone above and beyond, ma. I'm sorry I'm not the best writer anymore, but please know, I will always love you - eternally. Thank you for guiding me into the right direction - you shaped me into the man I am today.
I bet she's pretty. I bet she's tall. I bet she's nice yet not. I bet she's smart. I bet she's funny. I bet she knows how to have fun. I bet she does her hair everyday. I bet she has nice clothes. I bet she has a nice phone. I bet she sends late-night texts to you, saying she loves you. I bet she expresses her feelings. I bet she knows you inside and out. I bet she's all the things I am not.
I may be smart, and maybe a bit pretty. But that's where it stops, for I don't do my hair everyday, or wear make-up. I don't express my emotions, through this sweat-shirt. She's nicer than me, but I can be when I feel it.
Why can't you notice me, like you notice her? Why can't you see, that I'm actually here? Why can't you tell, that I'm alone in this box of loneliness?