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Psychological Minds I feel like it's all my fault,
I lived the day I first could crawl,
There is something holding me,
A face I can barley see,
She is my mother,
I feel so protected,
She gave me life,
I'm growing up so fast,
She just loves it,
When I am old enough to drive,
She will hate it,
