Ever since I was a kid Everyone picked on me
Growing up was the hardest thing For a boy with no self esteem
So I found a little place In the backyard of my mind
Disappeared without a trace Didn't want them to find me

For every year that passed me by
There was less of me to recognize
I wish I made more room to grow
Instead I hid I didn’t know

All the things That people say
All the things That people do
Will bring you down When you let it get to you
All the things That you don't know
All the things That make you fall
Doesn't really matter When you rise above it all

Title: "All The Things"
Artist:Jody Whitesides

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