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You wouldn't expect
You wouldn’t expect a car to run, without any gas,
Or a basketball team to win the game without a single pass.
You wouldn’t expect a kid to play without any food,
Or a teenager to talk to their parents without attitude.
You wouldn’t expect a runner to run without his shoes,
Or to have a dozen cows and not hear any moos.
You wouldn’t expect a clock to tell time without any hands,
Or to be a snotty princess and not have any demands.
You wouldn't expect a musician to not know the scale,
Or for an albino to be tan and not pale.
You wouldn’t expect a baby to go through life without crying,
Or for a bored student to sit through a lecture without sighing.
You wouldn’t expect a dancer to perform without her glitter,
Or for a widowed woman to be sweet and not bitter.
You wouldn't expect a dog to never bark,
Or for a priest to not know about Noah's arc.
You wouldn't expect for a goth to wear pink,
Or for an athlete to play a whole game without a single drink.
You wouldn't expect a genius to fail a test,
Or to for a student to get an A+ and not be impressed.
If you wouldn’t expect all of these things, than how can you expect me to live my life the same,
When I am so hurt and lost without her, I can’t even say her name.
Like all of these things, I can’t function anymore, no not at all,
Nothing is right these days, since I hit the death wall.
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