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I don't fit in with my family...here's how I feel
Submitted:Dec 27, 2011 Reads: 95 Comments: 1 Likes: 1
You can't help me.
You can't save me.
You don't know a damn thing about me.
Honey you're a high-class snob,
And to you I'm just white trash.
Did you know I'm a party girl?
Yeah I like booze and weed,
Sure I've shot up coke and meth,
But only a time or two.
Bet you didn't know your family wasn't perfect, Bitch.
You can't help me.
You can't save me.
You don't known a damn thing about me.
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