You will call everyday, You will come to the house everyday when your not working, You will not have friends over at your apartment, Especially on a school night, DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!
yes
You are so irresponsible, I should have you come back to the house and live with your mommy, would you like that?
no
I would make your life hell wouldn't I?
no
As I speak to my mother on the phone my pride in being independent has been torn away from me, like a **** victims clothes,
This may seem harsh, unsympathetic towards **** victims, but It's a poem