Tuesday, September 11, 2018

Stabbed

Once again as if the same CD playing the same song over and over again.....

You Stab me in the heart....You pierce my soul with you words....

You feel as though you should be judge and jury of my life, of me....

You think you can tell me you view without seeing mine....

Do you think because you see things differently that you are right?

Do you think because you haven't walked in my shoes you can tell me how I could have done it?

Do you think at your age, that you have ever struggled more than anyone else?

Maybe you need to stand back and look at yourself,

Maybe then you would see not everything is black and white.....