Through the misty clouds

Dear mom,

I’m sorry

I did not listen to you

I could not believe your words

But I’m not a fool

Today I may be nothing

But I believe I know something

Now I’m leaving

Where you rubbed my hair

Where I called home

But I did not betray you

I did not lie to you

I did not let you down

Try to remember

The moment I first said Amma

And the moment I said goodbye today

Now I’m going through

The misty clouds of sky

Recalling, reminiscing

I will try

I will fight

I will rise

I might stray

I might cry

I might fail

But what matter the most is

What you’ve learned on the way

Just give me one chance

To prove you what I am

To try for the impossible

Love,

Son.

[28.09.2011 @2.32pm]