Impossible

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Your evil laugh
Is just another way
For you to say
You don't care
Stop laughing
Stop making fun of me
JUST STOP
I'm sick and tired
Of feeling beaten and abused
Sick of all the things you make me do
Sick of being manipulated
Yes i know I'm  weak
But don't you call me broken
Maybe I don't know what first place is
Always stuck in the middle
But I will rise
Higher
And higher
And higher
Till I touch the stars
And then
You can insult me
But I will have done the impossible.

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