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Why me?


Whys it always me?

Left feeling this way?

Grew up in foster care for 2 years turns out im here to stay.

Mom's always getting on me for doning something stupid but I just keep my head up and ask for some love from cupid

Real mom died when I was 12 years old

But theres always some ups and downs when going down my road

Taking the allys and all the dark paths

just to keep my head up and have a couple laughs

But in the end we all know im hurten

She was my roll dog but now im left smarten

I swear to you that I keep all in that I can

But soon im gonna explode like a sode can thats been shaken up in my hand

 

 

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