Dear Mother,

Please forgive me, for the many times...
I've made you cry;
I've failed you;
I've disobeyed you;
I've gone against your will;
I've been disrespectful;
I've made you tired;
I've made you lose hope;
I've not been a comfort when you needed me most;
I've not been filial;
I've not met your expectations;
I've not loved you enough.

Please understand, that...
I'm not a robot;
I'm not a perfect person;
I'm not the impeccable, wonderful, extraordinary child that you always wish me to be;
I'm not able to reach all your expectations;
I'm not an ingrate.

But, please realize, that...
I'm a human being;
I'm just another average person who makes mistakes naturally and unconsciously;
I understand your concerns as a mother;
I respect your status, authority and will;
I am your son;
And I will always to the best of my ability honour and obey you.

I implore you to be forgiving, accepting, tolerant, and most of all, understanding. I need you to to lower the vessel of pride that you bear out of your authority and accept me for who I am - that I am not perfect and I can never meet up to all of your ambitious, inconceivable expectations.

I may not seem loving and tender in your eyes nor very expressive of my love for you in my actions and speech. But I love you and sis very much, and I really pray that God will one day open your eyes and illuminate my feelings and thoughts to you. I pray one day, we may understand each other better. You may not see this, but I pray God may somehow relay this message to you.

P.S. I love you.