You embarrass me
You help me
You scold me
You look out for me
What would I do without you?
Many things
But they wouldn’t have
the fun you bring
Thanks for being there for me
Even when I call you mean
During my usual “Mood Swings”
Even when my room’s NOT CLEAN
You get mad
I understand
I am a lot to deal with
So now you know
How much I care
It’s not just a myth
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