Analysis of A Mothers Cry

The day you came into this world, I was so blessed.
God gave me you with such joy, and Love and even stress.
You are my world and I tried to give you everything, Cheer, dance, parties and toys, and painting your furniture gave me such joy.
I was on the highest cloud, soaring, with the great bond we had, until the day I drowned, In defeat, sorrow, sadness and pain, all because of your selfish ways.
You never come see me unless there is something you need, and even then there is no guarentee.
Days, Weeks, and Months go by, and all I know of you is what is on Facebook by what you write.
Pictures with friends and other family, you're smiling, happy, and even dreamy.
I see, I look, I am stunned, I frown, nothing about Mom, nothing found.
I sit, I cry, I think, I wonder, where did I go, I can't help but ponder.
Am I not worthy of your time?
No texts, no messages, no calls, no letters, no visits, no pictures, no words, it's not better.
You take each and everyday for granted, you think there is tons of time and nothing is better.
 But let me explain how life works to you dear daughter, you dont choose when to love someone or make them matter.
You should spend each day as if it were a sign, you never know when your loved one could surely die.