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You left me in the cold

You were braison and bold

I was young and you were old

I did what I was told

Now it's a torn page

From a past filled with rage

Might as well have put me in a cage

Right in my adolescent stage

But I left you behind

For better things to find

Maybe I wouldn't mind

If you had been more kind

But you treated me like dirt

I could barely afford a new shirt

It really hit me where it hurt

You should have been more alert

Nasty words you'd say to me

Why couldn't you just let it be

I begged you on both my knees

I pais such a heavy fee

I guess good things don't come for free

And thats the price I paid

When I played the game I played

Now look at the mess you made

Don't know how many nights I prayed

I put aside my hate to be a family

I wish I turned a blind eye and didn't see

You treated my sister so much better then me

You should have let me be

And now i'm a consequence

I ain't go no defence

You used to tell me I was dense

No wonder I was always tense

So I put up a fence

Turned me into a hater

I put off my youth sooner then later

Didn't have a chance to be a debater

When you were always a dictator