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Dear mom, I remember all the times you made me feel little Belittled Your words cut through and and stuck to me like a rat on a sticky trap Suffocating You needed me to take the hits So I took them You needed me to take the blame to I took it You needed me to be wrong So I was wrong You needed me to be the liar So I’m the liar You needed me to take care of you So I took care of you You needed me to pick you up from the floor So I picked you up You needed me to tell you that you did nothing wrong So I told you, you did nothing wrong I’m the evil in your magic Your show must go on and I’m the punch line. I’ll be that for you I’ll sit out and tell everyone about all the horrible things I did for you The horrible things I did to myself to allow you to be better than me Give you the attention you need I started that fire I gave you the match I let you light my world on fire But I’m putting it out. I bit my tongue for so long I could no longer speak I allowed you to speak for me. But my voice is mighty I’ll give you all the attention you want I’m not setting the record straight I know you need it more. But I now am free And I will fix my own wings and soar.
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Nov 18, 2025
Nov 18, 2025 at 2:21 AM UTC
Dear Mom
Dear mom, I remember all the times you made me feel little Belittled Your words cut through and and stuck to me like a rat on a sticky trap Suffocating You needed me to take the hits So I took them You needed me to take the blame to I took it You needed me to be wrong So I was wrong You needed me to be the liar So I’m the liar You needed me to take care of you So I took care of you You needed me to pick you up from the floor So I picked you up You needed me to tell you that you did nothing wrong So I told you, you did nothing wrong I’m the evil in your magic Your show must go on and I’m the punch line. I’ll be that for you I’ll sit out and tell everyone about all the horrible things I did for you The horrible things I did to myself to allow you to be better than me Give you the attention you need I started that fire I gave you the match I let you light my world on fire But I’m putting it out. I bit my tongue for so long I could no longer speak I allowed you to speak for me. But my voice is mighty I’ll give you all the attention you want I’m not setting the record straight I know you need it more. But I now am free And I will fix my own wings and soar.
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28/F/California
Nov 18, 2025
Nov 18, 2025 at 2:21 AM UTC
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