She left before I had the chance to say. The words that would mend the things that were broken but now it's far too late, she's gone away. Why does every moment have to be so hard? Just give me one chance to make it right. The taste of your breath, I'll never get over. Of all the things I felt but never really shown. Perhaps the worst is that I ever let you go. I should not ever let you go.I'll beg you nice from my knees when the world treats you way too fairly. It's a shame i'm a dream. I could follow you to the beginning and just relive the start. And maybe then we'll remember to slow down to all of our favorite parts.
Dear Mum,
Stop trying to change my clothing style cause its never going to work.
I like pants and t-shirt not dresses. I like simple not grand.
So, please stop trying to change me and accept what I wear.
Don't make a big fuss out of it. I'm still your daughter even when I don't wear a freaking dress.
Stop telling me " you batter change your clothing style"
It drives me up the wall.
Stop trying to change my clothing style cause its never going to work.
I like pants and t-shirt not dresses. I like simple not grand.
So, please stop trying to change me and accept what I wear.
Don't make a big fuss out of it. I'm still your daughter even when I don't wear a freaking dress.
Stop telling me " you batter change your clothing style"
It drives me up the wall.
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