From the day you were born
Most of you were given an obligation
That you should always understand your parents
Understand their age, their work, their pain
Understand their responsibilities & the times we live in
Understand that they don’t need to be perfect
They just need a perfect kid
Understand that parents know everything
And you are just a kid
Understand that just because you have eyes
Doesn’t mean you have a point of view
Understand that you don’t know what’s best for you
People often ask, “what’s wrong with you?”
They seldom ask, “what happened to you?”
Yet everyone expects you to find your own way
And somehow become someone
That your parents can be proud of
I don’t think broken children find the time to become
I think they just are
And most stay as they are
And I understand.

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