July 10th, 2008.
Over the years, as I grew old
Many a thing I lost to the world
Purses and pens, keys and money,
And the most precious of them all - The Real Me.
Was that her, The Real Me,
That kid at school that loved to read?
Oh no, that kid only read
So she could be the teacher's pet.
What about this sweet lady here,
A loving friend and a caring mother?
Oh no, this woman cares only so
Some day she will be cared for.
So where is she, The Real Me?
I cannot feel her anywhere in me.
Over the years, her have I lost
In trying to be someone I'm not?
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Great thoughts..but one contradiction...a mother doesn't care because she wants to be cared...mother's love is the only unconditional love in this world...
ReplyDeletethat's true but deep down the heart wont parents think that one day their kids will make them proud with their success...and one day they might take care of them the way they are taking care of their kids now.. may be humans are like that.. but some how i feel a mother has more unconditional love towards their kids than fathers.. dont know why .. have seen many like that in fact its true with my mom as well. having said that i wonder still some men and women choose not to marry..aren't they afraid of dying alone.. or they built or make themselves strong enough to push through this harsh world alone till death.
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