Deep depression when my daddy left
He took so much its considered theft
I’m no one without my mother
That kind of redhead that makes you wonder
Young mind mature thinking
Without writing id be sinking
I’ve gained strength from those I’ve lost
I’ve learned to continue at any cost
Keep my head up high
Watch the time fly
I’m no one without my past
No one without those friends who’ve passed
I’ve learned better then to do those things
I turn my head at the sight of those white rings
I choose to prosper; my family is to live like kings
I’m nothing but big red curls
Soft white curves
Freckle upon freckle
Eyes a mere speckle
Got that devilish look
The mind an open book
Cartoon grin
Smiling within
For those who couldn’t tell
I’m a modern mademoiselle
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