ESTRANGE CHILDREN

Parents aren’t perfect
They’re human being to
They make mistakes but
As long as you weren’t abused
In any kind of way and you had 
Food, a roof over your head and
Wasn’t forced to be a parent
To your siblings 
And some of your needs were met
You’re bless, because every child
Don’t have that luxury 
But to be judge because you
Wasn’t cuddle enough or you
Didn’t have your parents
Undivided attention or designer clothes 
Is a crock, it’s so many excuses
If you’re a 25-year-old adult 
Or older and your
Parents can’t tell you how to live
Your adult life
How can you expect them to
Take care of you and pay your bills
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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