You have to feel where I’m coming from two kids in the home one fathers gone from them the struggles from my past the kids don’t feel none I say to my self yu gotta be strong don’t let them see you fail you got to be numb be numb from hurt the screams the cries so every time they open their eyes they momma head held high not from being strong but just enough that my oldest don’t see a tear I don’t want her to get a taste of fear cause at the end of the day to her I’m mother if the year..

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