It shouldn't have to be your problem worrying about my life when yours is already troubled enough It shouldn't have to be your problem It won't be your problem
In reference to telling my teacher about my thoughts recently
You used to call me you're little kangaroo Because I was always kicking Through the womb, in the bed, at dance class Always kicking And even though you don't call me You're little kangaroo anymore, Mom, I'm still kicking Don't let me stop kicking