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Mar 2021
I’m sorry dad,
that i spend all my time in my room,
that i don’t laugh at your jokes anymore,
that I never start the conversation.

I wish i knew how to tell you,
I want to be with you in the living room,
you make me laugh everyday on the inside,
I have so much to tell you.

I'm sorry mum,
that i wait till everyone's finished eating
before I come out.
that i don't open up to you,
that i put my earphones in while we drive.

I wish you knew,
that I want to sit at the table with you,
i'm dying to tell you what's wrong,
and i often pause my music
so i can hear you sing along to the radio.

I hope you can see,
that i'm trying my absolute hardest.
I want you to read my mind,
hear me scream that i love you.
Written by
Jesse Jones
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   Bogdan Dragos
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