Ask me if I was fine...

Dear friend,
Do you remember asking me how was I doing in these two years... And I said I was fine. I lied!
These two years were not the easiest,
I finally met her... My own Mother,
She never wanted me.
Even with her here... I was declared unwanted, an orphan.
But for an orphan I wasn't poor like others,
She would pay me a large amount of money for a bone marrow...
Had she asked me nicely I would had given it to her for free..
But what is a mother if she only could love her sons but not a daughter...
Ask me what I lack and I tell you a parent... But now if you ask me what I want is a life without her shadow in it...

In these painful two years I learn a valuable lesson...
Independence...
I used to love the feel and trill of being with people...
But now I love loneliness more.
At least it'll hurt lesser then having a pal.
I recalled the day when my own mother hurt me the most,
And despite being here with friends at work no one was here to care or listen,
I spent that day crying on my way hope like some fool...
So now I don't need people anymore.
I never needed them then so now on nothing changed.

Yes I cried sometimes but I also learn to smile again afterwards...
So if you ask me this question after this... My reply would be...
It's been hard but I'm better now then I was before.