Dear Mom and Dad
Dear Mom and Dad
thank you for saving my life
I know at times it must be sad
seeing me long for the end of a knife
but know I'm glad I'm here
even if my thoughts I fear
I know I'm not the little boy
who used to play out in the street
or make a story with a toy
or draw scary monsters on my feet
but I am still your son
even with the things I have done
I know sometimes it must be hard
to have to watch me be in pain
but I hope I show you in this card
you are my sunshine through the rain
I hope that I can make you see
I'm really glad that you saved me
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