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life is hard
life is hard
life is rough
some people learn to play it tough.
some people break down and cry
they cant stand to live a lie.
i am what some call "strong"
that is where they've got it wrong.
what they can't see is all inside
how can i simply live this life?
how can i act so secure
when all i really feel is immature?
why do i say ive got it hard?
there are people out ther starving,
when i am here, inside, out of the cold.
all they want is something warm to hold.
living like this should make me feel rich
what do i really feel? i feel like a *badword*
