to my mother. Sometimes I find myself wishing we were closer, that we shared more than just our features. I want to go back to when I was a kid and could easily cuddle you on the sofa just simply you what was wrong until it all faded into nothin, but things aren't easy anymore and a cuddle can't take away the pain. I'm sorry I don't share with you, I'm sorry that I'm a teenager that can't seem t over my emotions in check. To my beautiful mother.... I'm sorry