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Girl from the Hood
Sittin' on the steps of the door
Of an old shack
That girl carried in her mind
An illusion
She felt she had talent
And was meant to be an actress
But in the soap opera of time
Destiny didn't want it
In her humility, the girl always tries
To hide
The dream, that in reality
She will never live
Who sees her face so beautiful
Can't imagine
That she smiles, but deep down
Just wants to cry
At night she talks to herself
With her pillow
Asking why destiny
Denied her
The same right that belongs
To other girls
Who have their home, their parents
And also a love
And what she dreams of, one day
Is to leave the hood
To be a model or TV
Artist
To be like that girl
From a certain soap opera
Who came from nothing and had
The world in her hands
