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Push me and pull me, tell me why I’m wrong

You never see the good things I do all along

Go ahead, scream and shout

Call me a disgrace

I’m never good enough for you, am I now?

So get out of my face.

I try so hard every day, but you never see

The perfect child you want me to be.

 

A short poem to my parents, who never seem to notice when I do something right.~

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