What did I do, Mommy?
Mommy why do you hit me?
Mommy why do you hate me?
Mommy what did I ever do?
Mommy please tell me, Mommy,
I'm so sick of fighting, Mommy.
Mommy I can't hide it anymore.
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“Youth isn’t always what it is touted to be.”
~Lawana Blackwell, The Dowry of Ms. Lydia Clark, 1999