Parents

 I should have taken better care of their hearts, but I couldn’t. I should have understood their struggles, but I didn’t. I resented them for not being enough, but now, I hate myself even more. They were once like me — children, teenagers, human. I often think my life would be easier if they weren’t my parents, but if they didn’t exist, neither would I. Who am I to take away what only God decides? I should be grateful to them. They deserve the world. They deserve everything, both in this life and the hereafter. Please forgive me, Ayah and Mama, for not being the daughter you deserve. For not being able to give you anything, for not showing the love and care you’ve always given me. I'm sorry for not being enough when you’ve always been everything to me.