venting
venting
venting
venting
defend the weakest
who will always be the weakest
because you never let him fend for himself
because you can't let him grow up
it's all your fault
and when i yell at him for his wrong doings
you yell at me
when i'm just doing your job
because you want at least one child to love you
and it's not going to be me
because you're a heartless bitch
you provide for me
you buy me things
you give me shelter
but that's all
because i don't need you
and i don't want you
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