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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