The blinds have once again been pulled over my eyes clouds represent my strain inside, my soul dies My world crumbles around me my eyes so full of tears the darkness overcomes thee it's shadowed all my years I can't be what they want I'll never impress them their love can't be bought one day, I'll prove their dream I'll try as hard as I can to make them proud of me One day, they'll understand how my love is free
Reason for writing:
I got mad at my mom because I can never do anything right for her.
Birth sign: Aries
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