Your parents say you don't love them
Just because you disobeyed
Maybe once
Twice
or countless of times already
But even so
You still contemplate in your mind
Whether to do it or not
Because you always thought about them
But they don't know
Because they don't ask
And that hurts
YOU ARE READING
What's in your head
Acakjust plain thoughts we know we all kept thinking about. maybe just mine. maybe urs. maybe ours. maybe we have the same thoughts and we can relate from one another
