What She Wanted
Never forget who you are
Thats what my mother told me
That advice took me far
Unfortunately that couldn't be.
If it wasn't for those nights
She claimed I was hers
And it started all those fights
That fuled the angry cinders.
She wanted me to be myself
Yet she wanted me changed
She wanted an image of herself
And every time I cringed.
I never wanted to be what she was
But eventually she got her way.
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