Rise
Been through alot but i gotta rise
My pain can now be seen through my eyes
Its not hidden
Its not hiding
Its hear for people to see
very few notice tho
Very few see
The pain i go through
and when im actually me
The pain i go through makes no one see
My home life is goodish but my school life could use help
My emotions run like a train
They run fast and wild.
But i am rising
and so should you
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