07.18.17

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I  thought you were suppose to understand
Hold my hand
Be there for me
But I guess I was wrong
Because  apparently I don't know what's right for me.
But you think you know what's best for me
And that's not the case here
I don't understand why you can't let go
Like letting go of my hand when you had to help me cross the street.

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