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I’ll the favorite child

Always staying in line

The only one home

My brother left

Mother isn’t satisfied

She curses me more

Her anger growing

She hurts and hurts

Controls my choices

My brother hates me

I’m to much like her

He doesn’t listen or care

I told him I was going

He didn’t hear

I know I’ll die

But I have to try

Try to be more than Mother

More than the perfect child

I have to take this chance

So goodbye my friends