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November.20.2008/December.18.2008
 Trisha Barrek Hopkins

It's like I'm a see through glass
Everyone calls me every name
I sometimes feel like an ass
I know I put everyone to shame

I know I'm better then them
I know it is true
All I want is to learn to be my own friend
To be someone special I knew
I don't want to pretend

Sometimes I wish I was born into another life
Away from this one
I thought I could end it with a knife
But that would take away the fun

I don't want to be here
Not like I have a choice
To my mother it wouldn't be fair
No body would hear my screaming voice

No one truely does care
No body wants to hear
No one with their love wants to share
Losing control is what I fear

Maybe I should just end it
I'm sick and tired of the same thing
Tired of everyones shi*
I wish something new God would bring

Something that would only deal with the three of us
Get rid of the other two
Then there would be no fuss
I just want it the way it use to be 
Set me and my mother free
I really wish God knew

I decided I'm going to stay
I'm not letting him win
I'm not going to let him get his way
I'll knock off his grin
He'll be out of my life forever soon someday

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