Behind The Grind کے بول

It's been difficult for me Depression was a daily Thing was I feeling like a Clown? How many times Did we move in that town? The streets were my soul Teacher my allies my only Leaders I'm not asking For your sympathy cause All you need to know I've been trying for so long And you make it so Hard for me the Weight is on the children People you brought their souls into This world this is your Reality and in case you Have forgotten you [?] Responsibility and I can't Forget the pain we suffered But never will I blame my Mother I make my own Reality thought you don't Agree with me now I'm free Here on my own so far From home you were right Now I'm free you told me To believe and you were Right and I miss you