i would ask him to
give you one more dose of sensitivity;
take away part of your irresponsibility;
allow you to use more of your brains;
let you realise what is common sense;
make you more grounded;
add in some hardworking genes,
then maybe, in this way, i'd be a very happy little girl.
but i can't.
so i guess i should just stick to blaming your parents for your lousy upbringing
and to finally realise that it's time to acknowledge my lack of luck
or maybe, i could be more optimistic
and view you as a test in my life.
if you're a test
then i think God thinks too highly of me.
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