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She sits at home alone.
It’s Friday night, no one calls her phone.
She’s in her room, her pillow soaking wet.
She’s been crying for hours, how bad can it get?
She looks in the mirror, and what does she see?
A distorted image of everything she’s supposed to be.
Her hair isn’t straight and she’s got thighs.
I hear in the room next to me, in the dark she cries.
My friend comes over and she comes downstairs.
Him and I are in the kitchen when she catches his glare.
She’s wearing sweatpants, slippers and her hair up in a bun.
He’s been struck by cupid, his crush has only begun.
For he tells me he wants to date my sister if he can.
I tell him, she’s very broken, but only if you are a man.
Treat her like a queen because to me she is.
She’s beautiful to everyone but herself; that’ just the way it is.
You see ladies, a true man will love you for you.
Don’t believe guy’s lies and the bullshit they put you through.
Wait for the man who can see you at your worst, and love you like it’s your best.
Then only will you see if a true man can pass your test.
-Fresh Nick
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