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Mama said "Everything should be alright that I shouldn't worry about the family I should go out there and bring in some money" "Follow them" she said and always remember, you're taking us out of poverty just think about it... by this time next year we would have somewhere to call our own... I did EVERYTHING she asked of me But look where we still at mama right where we started struggling to stay afloat How could you not know mama that they would have me standing at every street corner selling my body just so we can have supper... How could you not know mama that they would feed me drugs and make me their *** slave they do things to me mama that makes me feel like I'm no longer a human Mama, how could you let it go on for so long... I hope you're not still holding onto that dream it's just sooo out of reach... Do you not care about me, my sanity, my life... Couldn't you see mama they're still taking away the innocence of your only daughter... you allowed the world to define me mama, you sentenced me at the age of 13 to the harsh reality of poverty.
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Feb 3
Feb 3, 2026 at 9:35 PM UTC
Mama doesn't always know best
Mama said "Everything should be alright that I shouldn't worry about the family I should go out there and bring in some money" "Follow them" she said and always remember, you're taking us out of poverty just think about it... by this time next year we would have somewhere to call our own... I did EVERYTHING she asked of me But look where we still at mama right where we started struggling to stay afloat How could you not know mama that they would have me standing at every street corner selling my body just so we can have supper... How could you not know mama that they would feed me drugs and make me their *** slave they do things to me mama that makes me feel like I'm no longer a human Mama, how could you let it go on for so long... I hope you're not still holding onto that dream it's just sooo out of reach... Do you not care about me, my sanity, my life... Couldn't you see mama they're still taking away the innocence of your only daughter... you allowed the world to define me mama, you sentenced me at the age of 13 to the harsh reality of poverty.
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Feb 3
Feb 3, 2026 at 9:35 PM UTC
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