MOTHER

The one person who brought me to this earth,
Wonder whether she was petrified by my sight,
Because she always seems so strong,
The biggest pillar and headache in my life.
Sometimes I want to break the rules,
To live on the other side of the line,
But then mother's words rush to my head,
And as much as I hate them, they rule me,
After all 'mother knows best',
I wonder whether it is possible,
To love and hate a person with equal measure,
For that is what she inspires in me,
So many tears on my pillow,
Yet its her approval I crave,
But I will never be the daughter she truly desires,
So I guess we'll have to both live with our disappointments,
My pillar, my headache.