I drew a line for you

Imagine having your mom, said that you're ungrateful for having her, in front of a friend.

Even in anger, humiliates you and you just wish either one of you disappears?

You think i am one spoilt child, who really do not appreciate all the sacrifices you have made.

And all i do is throw tantrum when i don't get what i want.

Over and over again, you said i was a burden to you.

Over and over again, you wished i was more like my brother and sister.

Go on and worship your fucking husband.

But mom, you have to know i will never turn my back against you.

No matter what, you're still my mom.

And i am your daughter.

Although sometimes, when things come to this,

i wish it would be the last time you'll be seeing me...