My family is divided
The biggest struggles are between blood
Haunted by my past
Trying to make a future from what is
Convinced that there has to be more
I push for more
Others attempt to push me back
Seeing visions of four walls
An iron door
I strive to move from yesterday
But it seems that it is all others see
I cover myself
Gaining certificates I will never use
Hoping to be accepted
But looked upon while whispers echo
None have never walked in my shoes
Judging me as if they were perfect
So close to breaking
Finding areas within to conceal the pain
Holding back tears since childhood
My fight none understands
Taking a drink
Trying to deal with the madness within
Looking within the mirror
Attempting to see what others see
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