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If Only I Had Listened To My Mother
Growing up is hard even harder as a teen Only you are right and everyone else is being mean Problems are epic and situations turn so bad, And instead of trying - you act out pretty mad. In my story handed there's only one to blame, Names are for later here's the truth of fame. My mother tried to teach me to wait on being a mom, That I was too young and so much could go wrong. Instead of listening I persisted on it more and more, Until that moment that lose finally took score. I never lost something and it felt like my own life was gone, If only I had listened then I wouldn't be so wrong. My mother tried to tell me stay in school you need too, For living isn't cheep please baby I'm begging you. Instead of listening I moved out into another state of course, I knew what I was doing and no more stupid chores. Lived in and out of houses had many jobs indeed, Hell has a pretty color but only bad wounds bleed. If only I had listened when she tried to teach me... My mother whom i called for with every problem I'd see, Would open up her arm's even so share the tears with me.
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