You ask me what it is,
So I tell you about it.
You frown and you question,
Until I start to doubt it.
"Why was that so hard for you to say, our dear?"
Well, because I know that it's not what you wanted to hear...
"You're right,
It's not what we wanted to hear,
But you should never fear,
Because we'll always be here,
for you."
You may be there for me,
But do you really care for me?
Can't help but hope you do,
I hope you were telling the truth.
I just need you both to love me,
No matter who I have to be.
"We love you."
Yeah, I hope you do...
I've been writing so much about my parents lately??