looks
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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