God created me with a special agenda,
and that was to give me to someone loving.
To me, it was mom but others Margherita.
I wish I saw her face on that one September morning.
I made you laugh. I made you cry.
And there were those times I drove you crazy.
For that, I’m sorry. But, in my defense, I am a guy,
and I’ve always had everything but my sanity.
You’ve watched me grow,
and become my own man.
I appreciated it when you would let me go
and try to figure out what I could.
I surpassed the expectation
of teachers who had no faith that I would finish.
They said I wouldn’t attend high school graduation,
but I earned my Bachelors in English.
Things got rough for a while,
and I too lost faith in my future.
I was hoping I’d choke on my own bile
and just see myself freed of this torture.
But you caught me and reminded me
of who I was, what I have earned, and,
most of all, what I could be.
But I have to see it through until my fortune turns.
So, here I am now finishing something that should’ve been done,
And, when it is complete, there is only one thing to say to you.