You Don't Even Know

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You Don't Even Know

Behind the make up and stuff

That's on my face

Is a weary and tired me.

For my brothers, trying to be tough

Myself is a lonely place.

There;s no where else I can be.

The yelling and the screaming

The medications don't help at all.

Them saying things that make the other's face pale.

No time for sweet dreaming

I catch myself when I fall

Hearing them barely refuse to let their marriage fail.

I'm the flag

That looks to be flying breezy

But gets ripped and tossed, so low

So how dare you drag

That rumor, that my life's easy

When you don't even know?

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