Just You

Today it seems like you’re okay being by yourself when it’s your mom, but not when you see me. Seems like the same way you have been whiny with others lately, except mom and I.

I get stranger danger, but you’ve been not nice to people who really care about you. I hope something isn’t hurting you, but it would also suck if you’re just being a punk. I get you don’t know better, so we’ll let it slide. But eventually, you gotta learn.