To Breath Without A Worry Poem by Fading Heart

Three breathers
My children

I, all parents want to have a perfect child
Want them to do us proud
Want them to show apart of us to carry on when we pass

That evil words of a childs diary will break the inside and outside of our shell.The words, and to think my child was writing them.
I fed them, when they were hungry
I give them water
I give them shelter
I give them my love

A shout doesnt always mean we hate you
Some day you will be thinking like us and how
you will raise your children.Then you will know.

Children need to be cared for thats what we gave them.
Discipline that what they need thats what we gave them.
Finally
To hear without a scream
To breath without a worry