Dear To the person who gave me life,

Hi mom,
I know that this letter will never reach you, and maybe in a month or a year I'll myself forget about it, but for now I want to write what I has Always been afraid to say to you.

Mom, I'm not the person you think I am.

You think of me as a smart girl, with nothing but an ambition to become a doctor, a classic girl who will have a husband and a baby between her arms by the age of 23, a polite girl who's loved by everyone and a pretty girl who's liked by many.

And as much as I love u, I hate u for projecting your dream of a perfect daughter on me.

Because I was always under the pressure of meeting your expectations, I was always eaten out by the fear of disappointing you, all these years I never got to explore myself l, I only worked hard to become the girl in your head,the flawless girl u imagined, and now I don't know who I am, I don't know what I actually want to be, what I actually like and what I hate, I know nothing abt me except the fact I want you to be proud of me.

That was until someone taught me how to be brave enough to dream, how to break the barrier of fear and think about myself and desires for once, and so I did.

I felt my wings slowly growing mom ,
But instead of being happy for finding myself, I was petrified , cuz now, I'm torn between what I want to be and what you want me to be,

And I know that one day I'll have to make the decision,
Wether to fly away and leave you behind, or cut my wings and stay by your side

Because I know,
We can't both be happy,
Only one of us can
And I'm the who has to choose.