Nobody Knows
Everyone thinks that my life is easy
Its not.
I come home and problems arise.
Just because I come home.
Nobody knows what goes through my head at those times.
Its hard to say he/she will get over it.
Because most of the time they dont.
nobody knows how they were hurt
Or how they live with the feeling of regret.
Nobody knows who or what people are.......
Copyright © Amanda R | Year Posted 2010
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