as i walk down the city streets i cant help to think
all of that , that goes on as i blink
my palms are sweaty my hands are red
i just cant stop thinking "cant wait to get to my bed"
wherever it is, im just happy to get some sleep
ive been roaming around the city lights and the dark passage streets.
when people look at me, they think i have this great life
but what they dont know is, behind this pretty face of mine are the feelings i have to fight.
i never shed a tear even when i feel like crying,
ive even been in a point of my life, where i felt like dying.
im happy god let me stay,
he let me stay, even tho i tried to take my life away.
ive realized i do have something to live for,
a beautiful little brother thats been born and that i adore.
i seem him like my own child, someone know one can compete with
when i see parents not wanting there children, is somethng i will never get.
i have never judged anyone. whether is was from there looks of their hair due.
because i dont about what just like they dont know what I have been through.
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