Little story about myself

There were days my mum will make me take some responsibility as a little boy

There were days she would let me eat on my own as a little boy
There were days she will let me bath myself even when my hands couldn't reach my back because she knew days will come that I will want to have the things I can't have but I have to try as human
At some point she stopped picking me up from school because she knew days will come that I will walk myself to who I wanna be
She stopped giving me money for lunch because she knew hungry days will come
She stopped feeding me even when I fell and broke my hands because she knew days will come that I still have to pickup myself no Matter how it hurt
I thought she was diverting

I thought she gave my share of love to my siblings
I never knew she was preparing me for the reality of life
She saw beyond what I was able to see
She knew there will be days I will have to fight to survive and that is today
Some days we wakeup and get confused totally
Wakeup and want to know who we are
Wakeup and fight to survive
Wakeup in pains and sleep back in pains
We lack explanation

Neither can we give a real answer to any question that run deep in our head
Our thoughts aren't of our brain anymore
This isn't an excuse to give up
Growing isn't easy
And growing is inevitable
You can't avoid it
You only face and overcome it
Your ability to overcome it makes you a success
I wish us the best