No Matter What…

 

Something I wrote in one of my darker moments…

No matter what I am somebody’s child
whether I am small
or big
Young or old
I am still somebody’s child.

I am your child
the one you held and nurtured
I am still the child
who felt protected and loved

only now I am older
only now I have my own mind
only now I can manage on my own
but you seem colder

I am the same child
who wished for your approval
I am the same child
who never disrespected you
I am the same child
who said ‘its ok its my mum’
Then why do I feel like
I am not your child
why do I feel lesser
than my siblings
No matter how hard I try
Its never good enough
No matter what my glory
you bring me down

Am I not worthy of
some praise?
Am I not the apple of
your eye?
Am I not perfect?
Am I not your child?

 

Ms Safirah Irani

@Safirah63 – Twitter