Nobody Knows
I work everyday just to rise from the struggles
Hoping that my brother never dies for the struggle
On my knees praying
As god is my witness
Lord have mercy i don't wanna be a victim
Stuck in this cycle
My days go ablaze
In my room saying is it ever gonna change
living my whole life fearing the cliches
single home parent
2 jobs working
still goes to school her reality is hurting
dead beat dad only shows when he wants to
only 17 but i feel like I'm thirty
Damn
So many responsibility
my head is hurting
looking for an outlet
praying for relief
hoping for a day when i can finally be free
For someone to hear me
for someone to see
that i didn't choose this life
it chose me.
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