I told my kids to look both ways
Before crossing the street.
I told my kids to try hard in school
And to get good grades.
I told my kids to not do drugs
And to not drink underage.
I told my kids to always practice safe ***
To be kind.
I told my kids to treat others with respect
And that respect is earned, not given.
But I never told my kids about heartbreak.
How it changes you.
How it screws with your mind and
Makes you rethink everything you’ve ever done.
I never told my kids how heartbreak gives you a whole
New perspective on life.
How it keeps you up at 3 am
And makes you cry uncontrollably,
Forcing you to choke on your own tears.
Oct 26, 2015
Oct 26, 2015 at 9:07 AM UTC
I told my kids to look both ways
Before crossing the street.
I told my kids to try hard in school
And to get good grades.
I told my kids to not do drugs
And to not drink underage.
I told my kids to always practice safe ***
To be kind.
I told my kids to treat others with respect
And that respect is earned, not given.
But I never told my kids about heartbreak.
How it changes you.
How it screws with your mind and
Makes you rethink everything you’ve ever done.
I never told my kids how heartbreak gives you a whole
New perspective on life.
How it keeps you up at 3 am
And makes you cry uncontrollably,
Forcing you to choke on your own tears.
