January 8, 2008
By Nyiella Johnson, Brooklyn, NY

The child in the middle of a divorce sings the saddest story
One of blackmail, hate, and betrayal
Yet it's one of undying love too
There's hundreds of remixes for every time a new drama starts
But none are ever heard
She sings her song with sealed lips
Because no one would understand the sobs of its lyrics
She's thrown into adult situations
Forced to become one too soon
So she sings not for sympathy or fame now
But to let her inner child know that she hasn't forgotten her

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