It's days like this when I feel my mother's hatred upon me
It's moments like these when i feel my mother's regrets of having me
Its days like these when I see deep in her eyes, the resentment towards me,
little does she know what I have been given,

At times I often think about what I could have done if I had the power in my hands,
And all I wish is to go back to where I came from
Because for me, the love that's supposed to be a mother's love is only a stone cold ice that just  cannot break no matter how hard I try to,

It's days...