Trying to get back to the me I used to be
I know I can never fully be her again
But I know I can be her and me


Hello, it's hard to breath right now
I'm looking, looking all around
I miss you in my life
But to tell you while I'm wife

It's not fair!
I often scream to myself
Only to laugh
It doesn't have to be fair
That's life

Mother too would tell me
There are no ifs in life
I'm here to say though
Life is all about the ifs




Notes on what's my  interpretation of my poem;
(Mother too means for me my second mom. Putting too for me says that she was my mother too and she said too, that's why I chose too instead of two.)