The lying hurts me the most.
I can't nurse you anymore.
You've been acting like a bully.
The crying and whining are endless.
Not reading together is fair punishment.
Sometimes I want to run away.
Each day gets a little worse.
I understand myself better than ever.
The lying is just a stage.
I'm not ready to wean you.
I've been acting like a bully.
The crying and whining are outlets.
I hate not reading to you.
I'm where I want to be.
Each day gets a lot better.
