I'm sorry mama for anything I have ever said that you never taught me. You see, its just that I thought I could speak bravely like you always did and achieve half of what you always did to experience the happiness that you often brought me. Told me to pursue the better angel inside me but I found myself entertaining a devil that spoke wildly and lead to moments that embroiled me. Mama, I know you know me better than I know myself so please ask the person you know to show you the pride that I had began soiling. Spoiling the years and hours of labor you went through in the faith of the goodness in the man that you never got a chance of showing me. Maybe its because I find myself asking more questions that I stop at nothing more than an endless search of empty verbs that have no answers when it could be just your words I need to scold me. Tell me stop mama and I will because your will was greater than I even when I was too timid to look you in the eye for interrupting my bad moves before they happened coz you were an all knowing. If at all I know this I would say he would have greeted me with a limit of a man that had a career intended to enforce limits so my endless emotions would have met its match rather than have myself scorn me. Rejecting myself mama is rejecting you so I'm sorry for not adopting your toughness because this devil would have long caught its wooping or been afraid if it fought me. I heard your nickname was General so I'm calling on my General to march down here and order her soldiers for the mother of all battles that simply involves me. I win mama, and its your win mama because to solve this calls for the career soldier and the character soldier that made me with the intention of, I could care less, only that you thought me. Mama, I know you hear me so as you read this in the silence of our communication please tell him I said there's a new soldier at war and if need be, deploy reinforcement because I'm ready to face this whatever has caught me.