We knew it was bad when she got mad
When she would slam doors
And tell us to shut the hell up
More often than not she would wind up crying
She never did it to guilt trip us though
I don't think so at least
She just cries with strong emotions
She's scary though
When she's mad
I can't worry her though
She has enough going on
(17/5/21)
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A Glimpse Into My Brain
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