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A Place Called Hell
They tell me to just hold on, everything will be ok But all i can think is that they've never had to live in this place What they call my ''home sweet home'' I call hell This is a place where ill never have the chance to be myself Im stuck in a world where everyone around me thinks they're perfect, like theres no wrong to anything they do So i just try to tune them out I stuff myself inside this little box where only me and my son can fit No one can see past my smiles and laughter to this pain im feeling inside Its like on the outside im all happy and smilen' But on the inside im screaming for help, but no one can hear me Im stuck in this world all alone this place aint reality i just want to go home Im just waiting for the day where i dont have to wait ne more And when it gets here i swear ima RUN out that door With my son on my hip and bags in my hands And i promise you these people will NEVER see me again They've pushed me to the very end I hate the thought of being here for 2 more years But all i can do is cry these unstoppable tears
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