you told me you'd go to the moon and back for me

that night, all tucked neatly into my bed

then how come every day I spend

I think of how much sadness you make me

If you were but a boyfriend or a schoolmate I could leave you

they say friends come and go but you'll always have your family

 but what if you want to make your family go away

why can't I have a moon and back mommy?

The End

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