You say you do not know what emotions are, and that it is all your mother’s fault. I wonder what that woman did to you, for you to blame the world on her. Get tired of your indifference, the one you claim to have acquired from her.
You say she does not love you. I think it is the stupidest thing I ever heard. What mother would not love her own child. Then again, it is you. And maybe you are an exception (at least in your imagination)
I hear of your daily fights with her. I think “at least she fights”. I don’t. Cz I am just tired. Tired of trying. Life with you has taught me that it ain’t worth it.
I do what I do best: wonder.
I wonder if it is you, me or just the depressed weather?