Dear Mama,
You never told me teenage life was a struggle
You never let me on to the harsh reality of life
You made me believe blindly in a life full of roses
But you never made me realize that roses had thorns
You made me believe that dreams come true
But my childhood dreams have already been killed.
Mama,I’ve been living in my fantasy all along
But now,reality has hit me hard
And this reality seems so harsh.

Dear Mama,
You never told me that I would go through changes
You never told me that I would grow in some parts
And be deficient in other parts
You always told that good character makes beauty
But you never told me that it also brings respect.
You never told me that I would make choices
And decisions,either good or bad
You never told me that I could get decieved
Or even still,get heartbroken.

Oh Mama,
Why did you keep the realities from me?
Did you expect me to realize on my own ,
Or did you think I would realize too late?
Why did you make me go through confusion-
Pain and conflict as I grew?
Why did you not tell it was part of growing?
Oh,why did I realize too late?

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