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Jan 2015
Can I get any slack?
I do so much for this family,
And that's what I get in return??
No, I'm not like my brother.
But you still treat us sorta kinda the same?
I know what I need to do.
I know what my job is.
Do you even know half of the crap I deal with on a daily basis?
I don't need it at home too.
I can't even get a break???
You asked me if I was alright?
Do you even care?
What if I wasn't?
What then??
Do you even know me anymore???
Caitlin
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Caitlin  America
(America)   
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