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May 2011
I don't think you understand
Why this is the way I am

You really need to know
Why my self-esteem's so low

You probably won't care what I have to say
But I gotta tell you anyway

You hate me, you rate me,
With your stupid words

But I just try to fly above them
Like a little bird

Though every time you say something mean,
It's like trying to shoot me down

And I don't have much of a choice
But to fall right to the ground

And you don't even have a clue
What those stupid words really do.
Molly Claire
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