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No One Is Perfect

Why can't we just get along,
why don't we see eye to eye?
You don't support me,
nor like anything i do.
I try so hard but you just refuse me
through and through.
I sometimes think you will have
a change of hear but every time,
my heart just get ripped apart.
Why can't I be the perfect daughter?
I know why, the answer is nobody's perfect.
So why mom, do you hate me so?
This I will never know.

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Thats true, do you accept your mom for all of her qualities?