Why did I feel like crying right then and there?

Why did she hug me and ask if I was okay, 

It confuses me when people feel bad for me. 

I miss having a mom, not a sick mom, or a sorry mom, or a maybe-today-she's-sane mom,

I miss that one person who will hug you and make sure you're okay 

Because deep down you both know you aren't. 

I miss her seeing through my facades.

I don't understand why they care so much to talk to me,

When I'm at my worst, and can't figure out why

Or how to get out of it. 

Must have woken up on the wrong side of the bed

Or drank poisoned coffee, right?

Must be because everything at home is a mess,

Or possibly because I'm just depressed and don't  care to confess,

I'll let you decide. 

I felt like crying right then and there

And it felt like old times