I always thought that my mom loved me
I always thought that she would be my best friend
That friend that i could always talk to
That friend that would just listen
sometimes i dont always need...
feed back
judgement
or even
a look
but thats how she is
I need her to be there when i am having trouble
with boys
with friends
with school or
even with life
But i guess i will never get that
even from my own
mom
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