04-26-2015, 10:51 PM
For mother's day
second grade
I wrote you a recipe for a mom
I think it had a few cups of love
some hand-holding
I don't remember the rest.
Since when does being a good parent
mean screaming, yelling, and hiding things from me?
second grade
I wrote you a recipe for a mom
I think it had a few cups of love
some hand-holding
I don't remember the rest.
Since when does being a good parent
mean screaming, yelling, and hiding things from me?
Sometimes I feel like writing poetry and sometimes I watch Netflix. No judging.