Dear Mom:
I love you, so much. But sometimes, you just don't get it. I know you may think you "know me." But honestly, nobody in our family does. I keep to myself all the time, I write poetry, I cry a lot, I have anger issues at times, I need to vent a lot (but don't). There's so much you DON'T know about me..I think if I showed my true self, you wouldn't believe me. I express myself in odd ways. Dying hair, wanting piercings, dressing different. NO, thank you very much, I am NOT going Goth or emo. Black hair, nose/ belly button piercings. Heck yes. I can't wait. (: But mom, I do wish you knew the real me. I wish I was more comfortable talking to you, telling you what goes on in my life. Yeah, I have had boyfriends before; you don't know that. I've also had my heart broken a couple times; you don't know that. You may know of some friendship problems of mine, but you don't know how I am really feeling. Mom, I wish you were there to comfort me more. I wish you were more understanding.. I'll keep wishing til the day I move out. Mom I love you, a lot. But you don't know me, so please don't pretend you do.
Sincerely,
Your daughter [(who doesn't even know herself)
I love you, so much. But sometimes, you just don't get it. I know you may think you "know me." But honestly, nobody in our family does. I keep to myself all the time, I write poetry, I cry a lot, I have anger issues at times, I need to vent a lot (but don't). There's so much you DON'T know about me..I think if I showed my true self, you wouldn't believe me. I express myself in odd ways. Dying hair, wanting piercings, dressing different. NO, thank you very much, I am NOT going Goth or emo. Black hair, nose/ belly button piercings. Heck yes. I can't wait. (: But mom, I do wish you knew the real me. I wish I was more comfortable talking to you, telling you what goes on in my life. Yeah, I have had boyfriends before; you don't know that. I've also had my heart broken a couple times; you don't know that. You may know of some friendship problems of mine, but you don't know how I am really feeling. Mom, I wish you were there to comfort me more. I wish you were more understanding.. I'll keep wishing til the day I move out. Mom I love you, a lot. But you don't know me, so please don't pretend you do.
Sincerely,
Your daughter [(who doesn't even know herself)
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