I'm the good girl,
Who never speaks,
I'm the good girl,
Who is the freak.
I don't cry,
Even when I'm in pain,
I never dance,
Unless I'm alone in the rain.
When others make fun of me,
I sit and don't reply,
Then when I'm alone,
I hold my teddy bear and cry.
My parents beat me,
If I'm not good,
Or my parents leave me alone,
If I do what I should.
A poor five year old,
No friends,
Parents beat me,
Until the end.
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