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I cry myself to sleep
thinking what did i do wrong
then i look into the mirror
& see what I did  wrong
I was born
I am whats wrong
treated like i look
the look of a slave
a slave that can only do wrong
In the eyes of others.

In the eyes of others
I have no tears
I just have sympathy that I can give myself
to myself I scream
I yell
I tell myself to STOP
but the tears overpower such word
thinking what did i do wrong
I cry myself to sleep. 
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