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Sep 2012
I work hard for me.
I don't think you see,
That just because it's mine
Doesn't mean it's free,
For you to just use.
Because I feel abused
I buy things for me.
And not for your muse.
You could atleast ask
It's not a hard task
You have no respect
And I can't wear a mask,
To hide how I feel.
Because you should know the deal
I work hard for me
Not for you to steal,
Every nice thing I've got
Because I work a lot
And you don't do ****
Not to blow up your spot,
But I work for my check
So don't come at my neck
When I blow up at you
All I want is respect
Just a little sister feeling like a big sister scolding a child.
Jay
Written by
Jay  New York, NY
(New York, NY)   
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