by Cake. » Sun Nov 10, 2013 5:57 am
The mock me. Insult me. Beat me. And then they get mad when I cry. When I refuse to bow down to them. You're supposed to be my parents. I am supposed to be your child. I am not your servant. I am not here to serve you because you're too lazy to feed yourselves. I understand you have a back issue and you work from 5-3. But maybe you should stop dumping everything you don't want to do on me. Maybe you should listen to the way I feel and what I think sometimes.
Also. I could use a hug. ;n;
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Cake. on Sun Nov 10, 2013 6:20 am, edited 1 time in total.
So here I am and I'm dying
And I'm waiting for you, waiting for you
Come back, come back to me
And I'll take you gladly, well, I'll take you any time
Did you scream enough to make her cry
To turn around, turn around?
Baby, don't return to me
If you think that I'm not worth your time
She's a lady
And ladies shouldn't be messed with
She's a lady
And ladies shouldn't be messed with