Its like gazing at a mirror.
See the fucking reflections of me in you.
The reflections you try so damn hard to keep hidden.
The same exact fucking images of me, your pathetic excuse for a mother, that you hate.
The same mother who can’t seem to get life right.
The same woman who fucking failed you.
If I could give you anything in this his forsaken world.
I’d give you the ability to see yourself through my eyes.
You are a sunlight of perfection.
I’m...