My entire life, it’s always been about making you proud.
Pushing my limits, doing it all for you.
Stayed in school, free from drugs and alcohol
stayed on track, kept my grades high
pursued being the best passing everyone by.
Yet you don’t seem to notice any of it…
None of it seems to matter to you,
I didn’t just see it in your eyes but felt it.
It hurts. It really does.
I’m in college now, Mom.
Did it all on my own, without your help nor support.
It’s kind of sad because to this very day,
I’m still doing my best hoping that someday
you’ll realize I was one hell of a daughter.
The kind that never gave up on her mother,
and did her best out of every thing just to hear the praise:
“I’m Proud of You!”