To Mothers

All girls begin their lives as daughters

Who grow under different roofs

Oriented into different directions

All mothers were daughters

I do not know what your mother has been telling you

Perhaps, she has a slightly different plans than mine

Perhaps, she has adorned you with pretty dresses 

Taught how to braid  hair yourself
Since you were a little

But I had learned to make wings out of eyeliner from an ex-best friend

Perhaps, she keeps you close to home 

to make sure you are not getting hurt one bit

But I am mostly doomed every second 

I forget to tell my mama when I am home after I left office at midnight

She is your best friend,

a safe corner

to whom you do not keep walls in between

 Mine is my best friend

But I keep a transparent wall between me and her

Sometimes I let the curtain fall

Just to make sure she sleeps in peace

Whenever I had to hide so much

Maybe she teaches you lies

But she teaches me how to survive on my own

Perhaps, she was the one who scold you to finish your homework

Ten years later, she stops your education

because she'll be alright the moment you find a man she can fully-trust

to protect you when she is not around

But she 

makes a warrior out of me first

Maybe you fight less with yours,

Maybe I fight more and louder with mine

Mother

Daughter

We have given up

We have grown up

so much

Our love stay

Deep down we know that we love each other so much

It hurts

P.S : Mildly influenced by John Mayer's Daughter, it has successfully helped me to organize what I have wanted to say from clear observation of my feeling living as a daughter

the pressure and the love the same time I have received

In the end I cannot not forget to say Thanks