"Crying doesn't do you any good!"
My sister screamed aloud
My mommy told me to quit my crying
Or she'd give me something to cry about.
The kids were mean at school today
The teacher's weren't much kinder
And no one likes a dirty poor kid
Sitting on the bus beside her.
I didn't have a dime for lunch
And Courtney got a boyfriend
My cheap shoes slipped underneath me
When I tried to do a back-bend.
Now no one knows where Sarah is
And no one's trying to find her
Mom forgot to play the 'letcric bill
But no one dares to remind her.
I don't see why
I am not allowed
To cry in my pillow
And not make a sound.
So they cannot see to scream
At my small bruised face for crying
But they don't know that it's my only
Alternative to dying.
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