we got a story to tell

people around and judeing people but they don't want to they story of they life i walk down they streets looking around be all thing i see is people stroys .

we got a stroy to tell everyone knows we walk hand and hand to show the world 

we got different stroy but most if them is the same but people are afaid that they stroy is so bad that they can't tell noone 

now you see what we go threw it's hard loss someone you love but it well get better as the time go no you well see aech in other haeven