Every time I looked around I would see the love and care of my mom.
Every time I disrespect my Dad I would get grounded.
But I always knew that they loved me.
I never told them just how much they meant to me.
But I hope they know it already cause the mean the world to me.
And I couldn't live life without them.
I always complain bout how much my life sucks.
But when I really think about it I notice how lucky I am.
I think of the parents who don't care about their kids at all.
I always complain that my Mom and Dad care to much.
But I'd rather have parents who care to much than parents who don't care at all.
