I get so frustrated STOP I have played the mother all my conscious life STOP Never asking to be cared for STOP I am done fixing everyone else; it is my turn now STOP Yet You believe I am immaturely entertained, immaturely creative STOP A child's mind is not on earth rather in their own creativity STOP I am the child being shooed while you work at pointless tasks STOP Do you not want to fix me; adventure with me? No? stop.
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