Its almost-well...it kinda repeats itself too much, like its a good point, and of which it gets across, though it kinda drags on on the same thing a little too long, which is funny because in this poem it says its either not enough or too much.

Anyway, I still like it, and its who you are.

ANNA

this sort of sounds like my dad, or the way he used to be anyway. still sumthin tells me he needs to listen to me more. k/wshadowofyou