01 September, 2009

In my shoes

In my shoes
Just to see
What it's like to be me
I'll be you
Let's trade shoes
Just to see what it'd be like to
Feel your pain
You feel mine
Go inside each others mind
Just to see what we'd find
Looking at shit through each others eyes

I think I'm starting to lose my sense of humor
Everything is so tense and gloom
I almost feel like I gotta check the temperature in the room

Nobody asked for life to deal us
With these bullshit hands they've delt
We have to take these cards ourselves
And flip them, don't expect no help

I was never the type of kid
To wait but I know to unpack his bags
Never sat on the porch and hoped and prayed

I just wanted to fit in
Every single place
Every school I went
I dreamed of being that cool kid
Even if it meant acting stupid

But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful
They can all get fucked
Just stay true to you