I hope this year I treat better mother

I’m punish, I don’t know why
I sit down realize what I’ve done,
I put my hands on my face,
with regret on my eyes.
All the times that I’ve treat badly my mom,
with everything she had done for me,
each year I treat her worst,
without regret on my mind.

Last time I responded to her in a bad why,
I saw the look on her face,
I almost began to cry.
She was worried, she was sad,
instead I walk away with no sorry on my mind.

I wish I nice, I wish I could be the best son,
I’m trying, but I’m not trying so hard.
Each time I realize what I’ve done it too late,
she already began to cry. The sadness get all over me,
I’m feeling that I don’t want to live anymore,
my life is miserable,
but next day I’m feeling okay,
it’s not suppose to be that way.
This year I want to treat you better mother.