I’ve always supported you, no matter what.
Whether you wanted to be a doctor or a space engineer,
I stood by you and agreed with your choices.
Whether it was your favorite Marvel's hero or your Dota picks,
I cheered for them right along with you.
Whether it was your political views or conflicts with your friends,
I rooted for whatever you believed was right.
Even when you disagreed with certain social views or ways of living,
I still supported your beliefs.
And even when you told me you hated certain parts of me,
I couldn’t help but hate them too
from the way I talk,
the way I dress,
the way I walk,
to my upbringing,
my habits,
my flaws,
even the cellulite on my skin.
The way I cry whenever I try to express how I feel,
the way I haven’t lost weight even though I tried,
the way I struggle to understand things,
and how I make the same mistakes again and again
I ended up hating all of that even more.
I hate that I’m small,
that I’m not as capable as I thought I was,
that the quirks that make me me are the ones that made you lose your feelings.
But still, I have always been your biggest supporter,
and I’ve always rooted for your thoughts.
Dec 1, 2025
Dec 1, 2025 at 2:04 AM UTC
I’ve always supported you, no matter what.
Whether you wanted to be a doctor or a space engineer,
I stood by you and agreed with your choices.
Whether it was your favorite Marvel's hero or your Dota picks,
I cheered for them right along with you.
Whether it was your political views or conflicts with your friends,
I rooted for whatever you believed was right.
Even when you disagreed with certain social views or ways of living,
I still supported your beliefs.
And even when you told me you hated certain parts of me,
I couldn’t help but hate them too
from the way I talk,
the way I dress,
the way I walk,
to my upbringing,
my habits,
my flaws,
even the cellulite on my skin.
The way I cry whenever I try to express how I feel,
the way I haven’t lost weight even though I tried,
the way I struggle to understand things,
and how I make the same mistakes again and again
I ended up hating all of that even more.
I hate that I’m small,
that I’m not as capable as I thought I was,
that the quirks that make me me are the ones that made you lose your feelings.
But still, I have always been your biggest supporter,
and I’ve always rooted for your thoughts.
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