Precious Child
Being a mother isnt easy
When you have a teen girl,
You try to stress certain things
But, she breaks each rule.
Its always the same thing
My friends mon dont say no,
You calmly speak firmly
Your still not going to go.
She stomps off loudly
Yelling she's not a child,
You just roll your eyes
Let her go on for awhile.
Its hard for her to understand
If only your point of view is seen,
Your doing it because you love her
She's things your just being mean.
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