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A Youthful Girl In Cold War Part I

Deficient air I breathe in my lungs In this world now I live, daddy's are careless The children feeling helpless Mother's have to play two characters All I can see is the tears That flow down their cheeks Why am I disrespected by the one's who I look up to I stick with my boys, because I never understood Why girls constantly hate each other I'm just a youthful girl in cold war I'm constantly going through it misjudgment and jealousy constantly bothering me I'm just a youthful girl at cold war Trying to fit in is so called being cool Its just another word for being someone else fool If they smoke, dislikes him or her Then that person does the same Now its all eyes on me so I have to go along too Since I look at life at a different angle I chose to go my own way If my clothes ain't tight then he isn't going to like me Being nice it's just a bad finish in the end I guess I come last, some still say I'm just stuck in my past As much as my pulverized heart been through I learned to put off love as it corker, belittlement, and depressed me for years I'm just a youthful girl in cold war I'm constantly going through it misjudgment and jealousy constantly bothering me I'm just a youthful girl at cold war

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