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What a shame
All they'll say
About the girl who lost her world

Look at the poor girl.
And they'll say that it will be okay
They say she was too young anyway
That eighteen is not the age for a child
Her dreams were far too wild

Their words are just words
Meant to hurt
And meant to tease
But always in the end
Their words aren’t worth even pennies

They will point and mock
But by the hands of the clock
Time will tick
And tock and tock

then shocked by the world
At the end of their pointing fingers
They will realize that all of them
Were nothing but cheaters

Life isn't fair
It pushes you down below the sea
But push yourself up
You are going to breathe

Take a deep breath
And cry all you can cry
Sing a sad song about all of your life

Write a few poems and erase a few lines
Draw a good picture about things that are nice
Helping yourself is the only thing you can do
You will always have me
I will always have you

So lay down in the blanket
And drain your tears until you are dry
Go to the park and dance a waltz in July
Remember when this is all over
You will always have I.