The thought doesn't cross the mind
The thought doesn't cross my mind often
But I must admit, without you, I'd be in a coffin
You'd give me lectures and discipline
In which you'd always win
Yes, a shame I havent thought about it much
But for a while I thought you lost your touch
I must be mistaken, I must be a fool
Because I'll admit mom, you're friggin cool
Though we may bicker, we may yell
We may hid things we wish not to tell
But despite of monthly disagreements
If not for you, I'd never would've earn my achievements
For you're my mentor, you're my grace
And you're probably the one who gave me this face
But jokes aside, time for truthful time
You, my mother are the one that makes me shine
As said before, you're my mentor, the one I owe
As you've been with me through the whole show
I am truly thankful for you
To my mother, from her daughter