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I'msupposed to be perfect but I can't,

The perfect daught, sister, now mother, and wife,

But nobody cares to see,

All the pain and misery inside me,

And they don't care murders a sin,

Everyday I wake up and die a little more,

I just want to leave,

And never walk back through that door,

But the truth is that ,

I know that I can never bring myself to go...