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I'm gonna hide if she don't leave me alone I'm gonna run away Don't!! 'cause you can never go home anymore SPOKEN: Listen. Does this sound familiar? You wake up every morning, go to School every day, spend your nights on the corner just passing the time away. Your life is so lonely like a child without a toy. Then a miracle-a boy. And that's Called “glad.“ Now my mom is a good mom and she loves me with all her heart. But she said I was too young to be in love and the boy and I would have to part. And no matter how I ranted and raved, I screamed, I pleaded, I cried-she told me it Was not really love but only my girlish pride. And that's called “bad.“ (Never go home anymore) SPOKEN: Now if that's happened to you, don't let this. I packed my clothes and Left home that night. Though she begged me to stay, I was sure I was right. And You know something funny?? I forgot that boy right away. Instead I remember
