Concrete Angel - Martina McBride

She walks to school with the lunch she packed Nobody knows what she's holding back Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday She hides the bruises with the linen and lace, oh The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask It's hard to see the pain behind the mask Bearing the burden of a secret storm Sometimes she wishes she was never born Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone In a world that she can't rise above But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place Where she's lov

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