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A feeling so complex, almost impossible to define, The constant change of heart and the war inside my mind. A childhood lost, no identity. We left it all behind We paid the price for a better life through the toil and the strife. The same poison that ran in his veins runs in mine. To overcome a broken past I must draw the line and I rise above this bitter blood. The lack of trust to the world around us, the constant fear of never fitting in. Made me feel like I was born to lose. Now I will live to win. Hours spent learning to cover up the shame. All these fingers pointing, trying to pin the blame. I rise above this bitter blood, the alienation and hostility I've known. I stand trial through the fire and the mud. I rise above this bitter blood. Tonight this bitter blood dies in me... From Letras Mania