A mom is someone you have since birth, someone who will love you, someone who will take care of you, somone who will stand by you're side no matter what, someone who will always be there for you, someone who will accept you for who you are.

But, my mom was not like that. My mon loved my brother's, she said that her most favorite child was my older brother, she hugs my younger brother tightly in her arms while laughing happily, and I stood there watching it.

I had two siblings, my older brother and my younger brother. My older brother was a lazy person, he never does hardwork but he was loved by many and he was always lucky. I admired at the same time hate him.

If I acted like him, would I also be loved? 

My younger brother was a blessing to the family, that's why he grew spoiled. Mom would always give him the best, wether it's food, clothing or shoes. 

I also love him but it always hurt when mom always give him the best.

While I was not loved like my brother and was never bought expensive items. I wanted to lessen you're burden from work. 

Can you praise me for that?

No matter how hard I try it will never be enough

I remember one time in christmast, he gave my older brother a very expensive shirt, and my younger brother a very expensive toy. And all I got was a sale shirt. I heared you said to me that this suit me, but I knew you were lying. 

You didn't look as excited when you give to my older brother and my younger brother.

No matter how hard I try it will never be enough

Whether if I got better grades than them or do housework chores you never look at me.

Will you miss me if I'm gone?

Mom, I love you. I hope when you find this, you know that you have a daughter too.