mama,i want to tell you something hidden in my past ages,it is a secret,i can't sure it is the very time to tell you this,
a sound from my deep inside,i love you so much,it is the desnity ,till now,i stil cann't be use to saying the simple words,
sometimes,i hate you,the truth is ,i must like myself,i am sorry i just can't help liking myself,if i am a princess,you are not a queen,i dreamed so many times,indeed,but i am still your little one,never grow up,have nothing to connect with the idle things,like a man,like a argument,like a battle last for a life,
mama,i don't want to cry,just before the sunrise ,i have no doubt that my tears has stolen by the pressure of the life ,but tonight i want to cry,blood tears maybe left only,i don't care,and i also want to sleep in your arms once again ,just in the photoes of the past pretty days.
i must go now,even have't enough time to say goodbye,mama i love you ,eventhough i hate you sometimes,i know you are far from a perfect mama,but still i love you ,like a stone,
there still tears in your eyes,mama this is the last word,in your smile i see the color of heaven...
i love you,turely deeply.