somehow
writing these letters
have made me feel closer to you
and in a way
understand a little bit of what you went through
and maybe let go
of what i went through
and these you may never read
but i realize i am like you
and there's nothing i can do about it
i am you daughter
as you are my mother
and an apple tree won't grow
from delicate papaya seeds
but now i see a change in you
i stare into your eyes
can you see my demons?
where are yours?
have they left you or did you chase them off?
maybe that's why you seem so alone
where have they gone?
