 | Parents
Every one says, “parents love you”
But I don’t believe its true,
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They nag and complain and yell
At everything I do.
Mom gets mad when I
Dirty the floors
And dad gets mad when I
Put dents in the doors.
They say “don’t fight with your brother”
When he’s a pain in the neck,
And I wonder at times
While I always get heck
They wont let me “date”
Until I’m sixteen
But I don’t think that its fair,
Since I’m only fourteen.
They say, “do do it all for your best”
And I guess I ok with that,
But than I have to remember
That I too will have kids:
Some day. |  |