"I am a child
And you are the adult.
I don't know why you can't seem to see this.
Sure, I am graduating in about a month.
That still doesn't mean you can talk to me like a friend,
Over a daughter.
Don't put this pressure on me,
To move or to decide on what I want now.
I can't really take this anymore.
I miss you, but you need to treat me like your daughter,
And stop pushing me to decide what I want.
There is a difference between 17 and 40, you know."
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