Mama

I miss her during times like these when everything seems out of line. I’m sometimes tired of having people say “do this” and “do that”. I’m tired of having to wish for something and think of what I’ll do with it if ever it came within my reach and then seeing myself lurk down with disappointment. I’m tired of the routine I’m in. I’m tired of stress, tears, and in betweens. I’m not unhappy, okay. In fact, I am happy. But there are times when I just feel tired, physically, mentally, and everything, that I just wanna head home to mum’s lap and rest there; with her continuously combing my hair with her fingers and telling me that everything’s gonna be just fine and that I’ll do great in every step of the way.