Cant change it
nothing like a story
thats never been told
trying to cover up the tears
with a smile of gold
but nothing hides the pain
when you begin to unfold
from all the pain and tears
you held in before
noone knows me in reality
but yet they know what I did
yea its different hearing of it
and going throught it with me
all of the hurt will never be gone
i was born by myself and ima die alone!
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