a DreAm iS a WiSh mAde wIF ur HeArT...
i hate you.
you dont command my respect.at all.
i can only remember you hurting us.each and every single one of us.
how nice of you to treat us this way.when we were all still young.
thanks.
Memories of you spending time w us are vague.
all i can remember of my childhood are tears and sadness.
thanks.
now scoldings from you will not make me cry.nt anymore.
but what you still do now will still make me upset.cry.
but it would not.not in the future.