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in a house full of people, still i feel lonely and scare. sometimes it feel like no one really cares. i can't do anything. so many times i was told your nothing and worthless. i was put in this world with no purpose. praying to the lord why must things be like this, then the rain starts to pour and it eases my pain. i look up and i realize he's telling me the bad times will fade and the good times are only a day away. in my soul i can't give up. i know in my heart i must hold my head up. people treat you like dirt. not realizing it hurts. but, i know i got to be strong, i got to be me. chase my dreams. like maya angelou, i rise because i know the lord has a plan for me to be the best woman i can possible be.