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I hear their whispers behind my back

Telling me I'm a fraud

And even though I'm down on luck

I just smile and nod

Please leave me alone

I know what I'm fighting for

I know what I've done

I can't stand this anymore

I know you think I'm not making sense

But, I'm telling you, I will

I can prove my innocence

I won't stand here and sit still

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a/n: So, a family member of mine got into a huge scandal (I won't tell you about it, though, sorry) and to be honest, I don't even know if believe her or not. I'm not close with her or anything, but after hearing my aunts and my mom talk about it, I get the feeling that she's actually a nice person and she would never do anything like... that. Anyway. This poem was inspired by her.

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