OutSpoken

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By Ky Moet

Outspoken...yup thats ne everytime i open my mouth I get interrupted and talked over I just don't wanna get sad when we go somewhere with other people you turn mean to me that makes me feel bad leave me all day not listening to a thing i say when I get home you're always to tired to talk when I wanna share something with u, ur always on the phone so when it is our time to share alone your my mom and say im your clone so show me that i am not alone show me that i am not just a rotten bone Cuz' tight now i feel Outspoken then people wonder y i keep everything inside

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