In this world,
Mother Never Hate her Children,
Never Hate,
Never Hate,
Never Hate,
It may be my mis-behaviour,
It may be my faults,
It may be my mistakes,
It may be my carelessness,
I don't know how much she loves me...
because i only see her hateness...
I even don't know much she cares,
Because I always think she does not care me...
I don't know what is Her Love...
I think i need an examination for one day,
Examination for one day without my mother,
Can i be Happy?
Dear Dishearted,
Please read this little poem by me:
In this world,
Mother Never Hate her Children,
Never Hate,
Never Hate,
Never Hate,
It may be my mis-behaviour,
It may be my faults,
It may be my mistakes,
It may be my carelessness,
I don't know how much she loves me...
because i only see her hateness...
I even don't know much she cares,
Because I always think she does not care me...
I don't know what is Her Love...
I think i need an examination for one day,
Examination for one day without my mother,
Can i be Happy?
TRY IT!