No one will ever know my sarrow,
My grandfather died and i never met him,
My brother lives far away and i never get to see him,
A boy that i love has a brain tumor,
My sarrow the list gose on and on,
My father smokes,
My sister never hugs me,
I never see my mom,
My fathers sister died and i dont even remember,
There are people with worss,
But with all of this i cant hold in my tears,
I hate my life more with every passing day,
We dont even live in are own house,
Im home alone all day from seven to six,
And im only 12,
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That's so...sad...I feel bad.