You were trying to be independent.
Not because you feel you’re big enough.
But because you feel unattended.
You were doing homeworks all by yourself.
You don’t have a mom to talk to with stuffs you like and dislike.
Oh my son, I’m sorry for not able to give enough time.
Not because I neglect your presence.
But because these projects give me essence.
Still I’m guilty for you were not prioritized.
I love you son.
© 2016 KazeLeeG.
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