Mummy! Mummy!
Please look at me,
At where I fell down
And cut my knee.
Mummy! Mummy!
It hurts real bad
But you're just not looking!
And it's making me sad…
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Daddy! Daddy!
You that you'd play
Quidditch with me
On our pitch today!
Daddy. Daddy.
You tell me to go
Back to my room
and play on my own.
x
Mummy! Mummy!
May I show you what I drew?
See? It's us, by our house-
Me an' Daddy an' You.
Mummy! Mummy!
Why d'you snatch it away/
Why d'you tear it up?
Why won't you say?
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Daddy. Daddy,
I can't do these tests.
Please, they're really hard
And I'm doing my best!
Daddy, Daddy!
Please don't be mad!
Please don't lock me away
And tell me I'm bad!
x
Mummy. Mummy.
Why do you
Appear to hate me
The way you do?
Mummy. Mummy.
What can I say
To make you like me
A bit someday?
x
Daddy! Daddy!
I-I don't understand…
Why won't you ever pick me up?
Why don't you hold my hand?
Daddy! Daddy!
But I know you would
Treat me better
If you could…
x
Mummy! Daddy!
Please look at me!
I'm just down here!
Why can't you see?
Mummy! Daddy!
Am I really that bad?
Is it really my fault?
Am I the reason you're sad?
