RECOGNIZE THE HURT
If I could write you could see my pain but , you can't so recognize the size of my brain it's always thinking when I should be speaking., speaking when I should be thinking getting me in trouble for being loud in my house. Recognize my pain for its not the same. I can't do this by myself for I need help i'am there for him, her and anybody else but never myself for I am not superman or super women I can not do it all cause I fall. So I sit here and look can't even read a book but one day I will write a book so you can see what it took to give all I have and still I fall.
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