| I love you, Mom, more than I can say, I’m sorry I’m not the daughter you deserve each day. Yet you love me still, with a heart so pure, A diamond of kindness, that’s always sure. I’m so lucky to have you by my side, But the pain in my chest, I cannot hide. It hurts to know I’m not the best, A daughter who’s failed your love and rest. Your heart is a treasure, a light in my life, But I’m drowning in guilt, in this endless strife. I try so hard, but I still fall apart, Wishing I could heal the wounds in your heart. |