She's my heroin. She's always there for me. The reason I can fly so far, is all because of her. Without her, there's no me.
Mum,
is the most precious thing the God gave us.
Without mum,
there's no us.
Mum,
we are from you,
you carry us for nine months,
without complains.
When we are born,
you raise us up,
without a word.
Mum,
you pay everything for me,
you do everything for me,
you taught me how to fly,
the way to fly,
and you let me fly.
But when there's thunder,
when there's rain,
when the storm had just came,
you will always be there
to bring me back home,
I fell, you came,
you taught from the start again.
But what I did was taking things for granted,
Mum,
sorry for the fault I made,
sorry if I put you insane.
Sorry letting your tears drop,
sorry for the sacrifices.
Thank you for being my mother,
you are the most precious thing ever,
I never have walk this far,
if you're not there for me.
Thank you, mum!
Written by, Tong
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