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Parents.
I hope in my gut that one day
You will be able to look at my face
And say that you love me
In a way that doesn’t change
Right now you have conditions
That I will not uphold
For I am not you
I wanted to say that for years
Though till now I was not bold
My breath smells like cigarets
And you hate the taste
Of anything that you were raised
To despise
I believe in a way that you despise me
I bore my soul slightly
Confessed love in the fullest
I thought that you would want me
My intentions were honest
I swear
The small girl that still hopes in my chest
Believes in you still
Thinks you really want the best
The best you believe is for me
I told you I love you
I miss you and Dad
All the memories that we had
But I spilled my tears out in words
Just so you could throw them right back
Said it was too late
Turned your back on all the things
That you had promised when you raised me
But that was years ago now
If I’m honest "mom"
Music takes precedence
Your simple facade
You had to perfect
I was betrayed
If something had to go- it would be me
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