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To many I am quiet,
To many I am loud,
But to my best of friends
Who know me well,
They know that I
Keep to myself,
Unless it’s crucial
To my health.

It doesn’t take much
To make me smile,
Even if I’m
So close to tears,
I don’t take any bulls**t
From people when they’re
Always on my nerves.

My life has been
A living h**l
Since I was 5
To about right now,
My birth mom beat me,
My step mom left me,
I feel like life
Just goes down hill.

To all my motherly figures
I’ve gone numb to the core
I don’t cry,
I don’t laugh,
And I sure as h**l
Don’t smile.
When I’m around
the motherly type,
I want to cry
To God above
And ask him why
I’m so unloved.

Not many know
The very true me,
To even some
Of my closest friends
I’ve kept these secrets
Inside my head.
I’m sick and tired
Of having to lie.
So I’ve told myself
That until I die
I plan to tell
The people who care
When something is wrong
for me at all.

Now that you know
The story I have to tell.
Remember you are not alone
In feeling sh**ty all day long.
Just keep God close
All day and night,
And just like me
You too will win
The mighty fight.





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