My Life....

All of my life

I was living in a lie.

It seems that my childhood

has flown right by.

My daddy walked out,

and I had nowhere to cry.

I had to stay strong

so my spirit wouldn't die.

Now I've grown up too fast

trying to make this life last.

I push to move forward,

but I'm stuck in my past.

Tell me, what's a girl to do?

Forget about it through and through?

That's not something I can do.

What's done is done,

Ain't that the truth?

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