My dear Mom and Dad,
You make me, make me sad.
The history repeats,
And we will often meet.
The wheel of life begins,
And everyone has dreams,
But then they disappear,
As demon steals your fear.
Long years pass you by,
And then you can't deny,
That evil genes prevail,
As education fails.
With every single try
To change you from inside,
Your parents will be there,
Reminding to prepare
For:
Learnt childhood patterns,
Vicious cycle of obedience,
Unability to change your fate.
But
You are still a child.
A bit of psychology
© Copyright: Юлия Карпиловская, 2015
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