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I dress to the best, To the best I have, I dont have alot my mom works from 5am to 1am people judge for whats on the wrapping paper not the present in the inside just because I work and go to school to keep my brother from selling pot im trying to judge my brothe just because I help my momma out with the bills im from a crack-head family just because I bust my ass getting good grades im a nerd just because I cook, clean and babysit not only for my own family but for others im a kiss-up to people just because I work double shifts and work whenever i can im homeless just because I dont have many friends im weird just because I dont have fancy clothes or they're too old im poor ans nasty just bcause im not skinny Im ugly I wish for the day when there wont be any tags for not having enough money, For trying to get to a good college, For not being "perfect", For trying to keep your family out of bad influences, For busting your own ass for your brothers and sister can look presentable and not get bullied like you do. That day that happens only real happiness and ove can take over
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