to mom;

“you seem miserable” she breathes
“i am” i say
talking but i say nothing
i never look you in the eyes i'm sorry
i fear of them judging me
& when i'm angry don't take anything personal i hate myself not you,
i love you
also i know you worry about me, that's what mothers do
but i promise i'll be okay
i just fear of losing you someday

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