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mamma doesnt see me.
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Third eye How long must you burn me and spurn me?
How much longer till you see the real me?
Thrown out like garbage
labeled the daughter from hell,
Mysteries living inside my mind,
If only some compassion you could find
To see how well I see through my mixed up mind
You didn't like I talked to grandma all the time
Just because it was years since she died and I never met her.
You said the same about the rest of my crazy imaginary friends.
If only you could soften like mothers gentle gaze
To see show well I see through my mixed up mind
You said I was dumb and couldn't read
and that you were ashamed of me
So I proved you wrong. I learn to see
through the dyslexic haze I made a future for my self
I graduated with honors top graduate
national exposure 100 awards community organisations
Volunteering making better youth. Not enough I'm the professor now
Too good for us. I gave you money and saved your house
She does nothing but whine, and live off you broke your heart with lies and selfish plots and you Chase her, she despises you, I help you keep your job and find a better one.I give you an allowance and run your projects and help out and still its not enough she's still your favourite and I was never allowed to enter the race. Enjoy your lunches and shopping trips. I am happier alone with my family and the ghosts in my head. Grandma says hi to you and aunty pea, and that she's sorry you're making her mistake.
Hug. Me.
