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Sit and look out thee window on a Monday afternoon, why have I been hurt and why so soon? Am I too nice or am I just really gullible? Am I really cute or just acceptable? Why do I get played, lied to and cheated on? Why do I get disrespected and hitted on? why can't I see threw the lies, plays and the deceit? I need to put my hands up & my feet down, stand up for my morals and forget about these clowns.
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Monday Afternoon

Sit and look out thee window on a Monday afternoon, why have I been hurt and why so soon? Am I too nice or am I just really gullible? Am I really cute or just acceptable? Why do I get played, lied to and cheated on? Why do I get disrespected and hitted on? why can't I see threw the lies, plays and the deceit? I need to put my hands up & my feet down, stand up for my morals and forget about these clowns. carry myself like a young lady, and later become a queen, so that I can later find my king and cater to his needs. These things are hard, harder than it seem. Today is where the games stop and what I did in the past seize. Putting myself first and stop getting hurt I have to live for me.

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