Daughter story

I used to think that mother doesn't actually loves me. Maybe she hopes a girl fulfilled with courage and bravery, winning every competition, school leader, acceleration class, always be 1st grade, having kind and holy husband, married at 20's and having child after that, and having a happy life ever after.

That's a very ideal dream, but I'm not even one of that. I better go than living in pity-ness. I hope a mother that accept me, what and how I'm thinking, not somebody who strikes her thoughts to me.

Wish I could be somebody you want.