I'm not perfect, but I keep trying, cause that's what I said, I would do from the start.
When i fail you look so disappointed, when i pass the same old frustrating face, what do you want from me now. It tears right through me, I'm sick of your face and everything about you. I know passing is never enough, but at least there was an improvement right. What I know right now is to work harder, cause after all its my future. You only have him in your eyes, but who cares, at least I'm doing well now, even without you, deep down in my heart, i know, I'll do well, I'll do well, for myself.
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