mother am i pretty

hey gang sorry i kinda dissociated while singing mother am i pretty? mother do you like my poetry? and when i talk to my friends i think about what you said to me are you proud of me? mother i’m growing up too fast i think a lot about the past i know i think too much but when you were fifteen were you also this sad start strumming mother i try not to worry about what everyone thinks of me at least i’m not getting bullied or harrassed and i’m glad my friends all like me back i’m trying to take care of myself i’m trying to take care when i grow up i’ll get motion-sensored lights so i get up and move once in a while andie suggested that the other night it was one of those moments where i love my life ooh ooh ooh slow down and then start picking this week i hope i laugh alot i hope i don’t say anything bad i’ve been missing a lot of different people it’s ok cuz i’ll se them again