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No one knows the battles you're facing Hiding from a crowd unless you're blacked out wasted Trying to be positive, but life keeps taking Can't hold on, there's no more faking. Minds overwhelmed, there's too much to process Doing your best but struggling to make adjustments The world's not kind and always points blame No accountability in individuals it's such a crying shame. The pain we hold in our hearts and our minds, Creates a toxic environment, and we start to miss the signs. Addiction, loss, suicide.