I shed my shell , present to you my softer side
Put up a silly whiny face, tug on your sleeves a little
Throw little tantrums , whine a coupla times
Speak in a hushed and fearful tone
Just so you'll treat me better

You turn yourself away from me, face me with your back
Plaster a frown upon your face
Loosen your grip from mine
Blame yourself for not teaching me right
Just so saying " Everyone has bad moods"

Knock the door and come in
" Where's the cake money?"
My heart sank
" When are you going to play the piano?"
My blood boiled
" How many times must I say ...."
I give up

Running along the same race as your child. Making sure her race plan is suitable and not a case where she rides on the clouds at first but gasps for air in the end. I am so lazy I am so evil. I have mutilated her. What the fuck do I do now

For all the complaints I made, there'll be more to come



FUCK I HATE THIS  ¶ 4:11 AM