where's my mom?

it's really sad. i don't know where mom went. one day she's like the mom i've always known, the next day it's as if she's another person. when we talk it's a little strange. i don't feel like she really knows what i'm saying but somehow she forms a response. i don't know how much longer she'll even know who i am. i don't even know that she fully comprehends who i am now. i hate this cruel disease! i love you mom. if by tomorrow you have forgotten me, i'll never forget you . . .