Her eyes is like a rising sun
When she smile the world is been lighten up
She always mention how pretty i was
But i only had one answer to tell...
am pretty because somebody make me so when i was born :)
Maybe she always told me that i was wrong
But mom is never lie
She just wanted me to be perfect
Mom, you rock my world!
You make me always feel pretty even i look mess up
You make me always feel strong in a weakness situation
You make me always feel brave enough to against the world
Mom... I Love You!