no it is not me

om,
i know you love me like a river and its stream
like a Winnie the pooh and its honey
like singers and their voices

mom,
i know you worry me for the things i do
you're afraid i will get hurt in my fingers


but mom,
those are not the reasons to rein in me
those are not the reasons to forbid me to go somewhere i want

just let me do what i want
let me go where i wanna go

you don't need to make my way
i will make it myself
you just need to pull me in to my way when i'm getting afield.
because i can't live in your way

mom,
don't think that these words are showing that i don't love you
don't think that these words are showing that i don't wanna be regulated by you

i love you mom,
but i just hate of being restricted.














i think i have to delete the second picture, because my mom doesn't like it. hahah




no it is not me, it is you, and it will be you, scout!
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