the art of "trying"

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At least you tried.
That's what's suppose to count, right?
You couldn't do much with the trash jobs and trash work hours.
Had a family of your own to provide for.
But at least you managed to make some time for me.. before.

I bet you saved a lot on the gas you didn't buy to get me from across the city.
I bet you got great hours at the gym without having to worry about me getting home on time.
I bet you got plenty of sleep without me waking you in the morning.
Without me, the outsider desperately to fit into your family.

But not in your mother's family, I'm loved there.

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