flightless bird.

It has been so long since I’ve gotten on here. 

mother;

i love my mother. i lover her to death. she’s my world. she’s my everything. she’s the only thing i’ve got left. i might love her to death but her actions and how she perceives life is starting to affect everything. 
i want my mother to be happy.
i don’t want to see my mother cry anymore.
i want to see her smile like she did when i preformed my 3rd grade Christmas play.  she smiled and said, “you’re my star, baby girl”. 
that meant everything.  She’s my hero.  I wanna be a kid again. When i didn’t know what was going on. When the only thing that mattered was my mother, my grandfather, and my best friend. So, come on. Smile more often. Be my mother. Tell me what to do. Give me a list of chores. Be happy. Be proud of me.