( °ᴗ.°)~ð (/❛o❛\) Today the forecast is for a depressed and mentally unstable progenitor's aversion to her teenage creation ! ! (02.02.2025)

Oh, piece of me.

Things started going wrong when you denied me.

Free will would drag you without me.

I'm doing my best, don't be so selfish that you even want to jump out of your crib.

Can you see that ? ? Can't you see ? ?

I see you, you hear my feet spinning on the floor.

Your freedom frustrates me to the point where I want to die.

You are my piece.

And I am my mother's piece.

I don't want to hear your voice for even a second, and yet you can't stop talking.

My ears are closed, you don't talk to me, you are not my friend.

I don't deserve this.

You owe me this.

It's all your fault.

I don't want to look at myself like that.