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Orphan, no parents and no almost no love
My father nver loved or wanted me
my mother has mood swings AND IS ALWAYS SCREAMING AT ME
YEA I THINK THEY'RE BOTH PROUD OF IT
THEY'LL WANT MY MONEY AND FAME
THEY'LL SAY, " THATS MY DAUGHTER"
BUT IM NOT GONNA TAKE THAT
CAN'T EVEN GET A PAIR OF SNAEKERS FROM PAYLESS
I'M WONDERING WHY
I FEEL ALONE
I FEEL USED
WHAT IS A FEELING LIKE ORPHAN SUPPOSED TO DO
THE ONLY THING IS 2 RUN AWAY AND GO FIND LOVE
BECAUSE I FEEL LIKE AN ORPHAN
Posted: 2010-07-11 00:24:46 UTC

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