Unconditional.

I fuck up
and you still love me.
I take advantage of your kindness
but you still give more to me.
How could you still respect me
and all my screw ups and lack of responsibilities?
How could to still love me
when I burden you so much?
I'm a 27 year old womanchild.
Your time of raising me should be over.
Do you get sick of me?
Do you wish that I could get my shit together?
Do you ever wish I could be more like your married, child-bearing nieces?
When I call, is the first thought you have "how much money does she want this time." ?
I swear some day I will do right by you.
I swear some day I will take care of you.
Bear with me mom and dad.
Bear with me.
I'm almost there.




Listening to: Okkervil River- "He Passes 33"