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A fight with a parent can bring out the worst of thoughts |
| Yelling loud; sad, angry tears These are the things that come to my ears It is your fault for the chaos in my life, It wasn't my idea, YOU left your wife Not enough time, "so lonely" you say My choice? No. You made it this way One small mistake happened, and I may have let it But you show no compassion, you could not forget it The worst of the parts of the quarrel we had, Later you acted like it didn't happen, you "let it go" Dad I love you so much which is why this hurts my heart I can't do it alone, you have to do your part. |