To whom do you want me to sympathize?
A young girl looking to move her way out
And to forget the arms in which she's cried
A girl with no care, just looking to shout
About the antiquity and art
Of everyday home items
Who tries to runaway and won't do her part
A girl who acts like she can't be frightened?
I cannot like this child who has no pride
In the life she came from, her family
From her family, herself she has pried
Till what they have left is her memory.
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