For being late every day
For making you fear losing me
For not having answers to your questions
For giving you sorrow and pain
Mother, forgive me

For causing you to suffer from my existence
For making your life a hell
For destroying the hopes in your heart
For failing to make your dreams real
Mother, forgive me

For asking you to wait until I find solutions
I see your tired eyes when I arrive home
I see hopes behind those black, gorgeous eyes
They ask for answers, but I’ve none to give
Mother, forgive me

For coming home again with empty hands
For having been born as your child
For being a stigma in your life
But, Mother, I don’t harm you intentionally
It is a punishment of nature

Mother! Forgive me
For being a girl

By Emaan

photo by Bruno