Hello you, I thought I’d stop by,

See how you’re doing.

I just hope you’re fine.

I’m doing well, thanks, and sometimes I miss you,

But most days I go on without thiniking of you.

I hope you’re warm,

Mostly I hope you’re safe.

I hope I’m not a disappointment,

Though you never said you’re proud of me.

I tried my best not to become you,

Not to repeat your past mistakes,

I really hope I managed to do that,

Because most days I feel like a failure.

I’m not in your world, because I shunned it away,

I’m not part of this world either,

Because I lack the basic knowledge on how to be a proper being.

I’m irrational, scared and alone so many times,

I’ve lied to people about you,

About me.

I tried to be the best, and I failed so many times,

I never got the chance to be friendly with people,

And I’m so angry, so often and so wild.

Hi, Mom, I wish I could’ve been better.

I wish you could’ve been better.

For me, for you, for all the gods.

Now let me sleep outside the fogs