Yeshwanth

I hate having to leave you It’s the hardest thing I’ll ever do I hate I’ll have to go back  As I walk, waving the worst goodbye I want to make sure you know how this feels to me And that I promise to become the best I can be You know I’m always doubting every action of mine But I'll try to be confident and happier this time And about my usual unstable emotional state? I will handle whatever is put on my plate I won’t give up whenever I’m sad And I’ll come to you when I get mad Also, don’t ever think you’ll be second on my list You’re my savior, God, mom, you’ve carried me through the midst Who could replace you, my dear Swami ?  On which other shoulder could I ever lean? There’s no one that’d do as much as you’ve done I owe you my life, I owe you a ton Thanks for existing, my angel And for making it all, much less painful.