Not Your Perfect Mexican Daughter

Just Like The Rest

"I'm sorry you came all this way, for you to stay."

Remember that's how I started ?

Everytime someone dies, you cry how life was unfair to them

How they could have lived better

Yet they stayed here for their kids to live a better life then they did themselves

You did the same

You hate it

You blame me

You admit it

Just maybe, oh maybe, if I had turned out as you wished it wouldn't have been as bad

But I turned out just like the rest