Too many nights i cry
too many nights i sit in my room...alone
too many times ive ben a maid rather than a sister
too many weekends i sit at home
too many times i feel so alone
too many times ive ben yelled at
too many times have i ben called names
too many times ive hurt myself
too many times ive wondered why am i suppose to live like this.
too
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