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Friday, June 23, 2006

A Robot

Almost a robot as she goes through her day
So careful to always have the right thing to say
She keeps giving and giving and yet they want more
Don't they understand her heart is tore?
But she fronts like she’s okay, pretending for sure
Knowing her, her heart she'll never find a cure
She shakes of the tears she hides deep inside
in fear they’d be upset if they knew how she cried
So much failure how can she do right?
Give her hope, tell her yes, yes you might.
If you keep that head up, try your very bes
tmaybe then, everyone will give you a rest.


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