Dear mother,
Don't you see that I'm afraid? Can you not tell that even I wish I was better. I am just foolishly scared of dying before I can even grab a hold of my teenage years.
Don't you think I am trying? If so why is it that just when I finally and for once feel proud of my own self you have to humble me. I am far more mature than you think. Therefore, I remain quiet, I remain quiet because why would you ever care ? I desperately wish you could see in my eyes , you are beautiful. Yes you are beautiful in my eyes , you are so beautiful that I wish eyes could take pictures, but oh aren't you cruel..you are not that cruel do not get me wrong, and I do...