Ronieke campbell


My Cry

Sit back and reflect on my life
An how on the brightest days I can't see light
An how I turned left from all that was right
And how my pap's dismissed me like it was alright
I still feel pain from when he would treat me like a drum at nights and
Tossing me from left to right
And when I left he felt it was his right to
Tarnish all I did that was right
Sometimes I wanna cry to my mama

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