for waking me up every morning,
for sending me and take me after school,for telling me to sleep early,
for asking my help to prepare the dishes,
for paying all those ridiculously expensive fees for study,
for buying all those crappy, baloney stuffs that i adore,
for advising me how to face the never-ending-pain world,
for scolding me for my bratty attitudes,
for teaching me how to use the right words,
for cheering me up when i'm dying,
for all those time you stood by me,
for being the eyes when i'm blind,
for being the ears when i'm deaf,
for being the words when i'm all mute,
and for being myself when i forget how to be...
i speak cruel, i play fool
tell me how can you stand a poor spoiled brat like me...
p/s : mom dad, your love is somewhat i called as
The Greatest Gift of All.
I Love You Til' The End... :)
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