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Because of you each night i cry,
because of you i feel so neglected.

Speaking up don't help,
it only makes things worse.

You're always yelling,
always bringing me down.

Your always getting high,
bringing home bad guys,
why can't you just be normal.

When i try to help, when i try to make things better,
i get hit and hurt, so whats the point of the matter?

I got a little sister, she's the reason i came back.
I runaway vowing to never come back.

But because of you i came back to say,
go get a life, I'm taking her away.

My Lil sis and i are gone,
don't know what memories she has.

My memories are scares making me hate my past.
Thanks alot for hurting me, making my life a living hell.

I don't know what yo did to her, so I'm gonna never let you be a memory of her past.

I'm leaving today, bringing her with me.
Your not fit to be a mother.
I HATE YOU I WANT YOU TO BE DEAD