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I’m tired of sad stories from others and lovers and those who want to make me 
smother in their dramas.
Don’t they know they got mammas?  Maybe their lives are filled with dramas and 
traumas from when they was in pajamas.
But sometimes even as a friend I can’t be sucked in cause no one is gonna win.  
Turning me against another, your mother, your sister, your lover is too much for 
me to take and I can’t make sense of it anymore.
I got my own problems from my days in pajamas, family traumas, workload 
situations and my own creation of complications in my own life’s fabrications, 
manipulations and segregations.
I do care about you and want to listen but I gotta follow my own intuition and finish 
my mission of my life and my dreams cause all your problems are careening me 
in a direction I don’t want to go with that flow cause I know it’s gonna be an ugly 
mess and I confess as your friend it’s no use to continue all this abuse.
Pack it up, let it go, don’t ask me no more cause I don’t know.  Your problems, 
how to solve them your life is causing me a lot of strife so deal with your own 
mess.  
I can’t take it no more, you’re becoming such a bore and I’m feeling like your little 
whore.
I’m letting myself out of your life
I’m taking a stand.
I’m not gonna be your wife, your roommate, your lover-
Go tell that to your mother!

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