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My mind is in dismay

As I listen to Jay

He soothes the heartache

Oh and Pac said to tell you it'll be ok

I'm hoping people don't realize I'm fake

I wanna bounce

Go sit by a lake

Having thoughts of making more cake

I never knew 16 years would turn out like this

The best thing I could do was sit and reminisce

I don't wanna depress Mommy

She don't wanna hear  I'm pissed

School is aright

I'm trying not to envy

I'll be okay if I read those letters Grandma sent me

And I'm trying to cool down this temper I have

Even though that boy called me a "fat bitch"

They said I shouldn't get mad

And just because we barely get by I shouldn't be sad

Jesus loves me and this I know

Then why am I conflicted about where to go?

Today was slow

But I didn't cry

And although it took everything in me

I tried