( °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 am 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.