My mom thinks I'm most Freaked Girl; I'm the so crazy in the big World.
She thinks I am stupid; With the Fangirl life I depict.
Phone given, is biggest mistake; crying over a band she thinks is fake.
I teach her some of those songs, To learn them she takes too Long.
And then She'll understand; it is not the game of her left hand.
And then she'll allow me to Fangirl; So I call her the best mom in the world.
Next day again she'll start yelling at me; This life is so tough not free.
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Isn't The Ocean Blue Yet?
PoetryThis is a collection of poems I wrote, 5 years back. Book currently has a work going on. It's shit now, you can still read and vote for it.
