I hate her with a love I could not express
But these feelings, to her, I could not profess
Because most of the time, she truly is the best;
Just not the one to set me loose from all stress
My mother – the woman I love and the woman I hate:
No middle grounds and full of complaints
To leave her home – I could not wait,
But I know that in time, the regret will be great and not so faint
They say that mothers know best;
Just go with the flow and she’ll pave the rest
But how could I believe so when you always protest?
Oh, mother – the woman I love and the woman I hate
My every move is locked within her grip,
But my own volition, it surely won’t slip
Because even though I could only love her from miles away,
Her absence would be the reason I weep day by day
These, I say to the mother I hate
But most of all, to the mother I love
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