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I sit on a sheet covered couch,
as patient as can be.
Waiting for a middle-aged woman,
to come and set me free.
Although she is my mother,
and i know that she cares.
She is laying to much responsibility,
that I can hardly bare.
They always expect so much,
what more can I give.
I have so much pressure on me,
why don't they just let me live.
This pressure is hard, It's like solving equations,
I guess all i really need, is a little bit of patience.