Nobody knows
Nobody knows what I go thru my family talk about me in a bad way I walk with a smile and play to stop my heart from crying I cry so many days thinking will I ever reach the top of the mountain nobody knows what I go thru I remember when my grandmother use to put me down I wish for better days I can't give up I just say to my self think of just ending it all Nobody knows what I go thru
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