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Laugh At My Suffering
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Welcome to My Life The scars on my wrist are still there,
Preventing me from being an honorable soldier.
Everything that I had planned for
Crashed down to the ground hard.
I don't know what to do now.
Will anyone take me in to work?
As I wander around in this city,
I live in my crumbling life slowly.
Corruption befalls upon our leaders,
But where do the miserable go then?
We've done nothing but endured misery.
So how come they get to live without sorrow?
They all just sit up there laughing.
Even my family looks at me,
Laughing at how I'm just a child.
The youngest always get hit the hardest.
