The young man cried in hurt,
Strong, that was supposed to be him,
But inside he was feeling weak,
just sick of just not knowing how to cope,
With division ringing through the walls,
A home which was once ok,
It had become a warzone,
depression is taking over but it has to be hidin,
Cause others must be first,
the reason he is even Alive,
It is only from strength given by the Lord,
but life was still rough every day,
All he wants is a escape,
And right now all i'm feeling is
" Lord, take all this pain away from me!"
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