You Remind Me

Sunday, September 27, 2009

I just want you to hold my hand
and tell me that everything is going to be okay.
Please don't take it the wrong way
When I tell you that I'm falling apart

I've been walking this road for as long as I can remember.
The years add up and they become my home.
My story is written well underneath my skin.
It's the same as it was when I was 7.
The skin I played in and the skin I was ashamed in,
is the same that i am standing in today.

Don't we just wish that it was easy.
To just BE HAPPY and believe it.
Forget about your mothers, they can't protect you.
Forget about your brothers they can't really understand what it is that brings you down.

I see my skin.
And I see the same tired hands that gave me this life.
My skin, my heart, my brain.
Theyve been here since day one.
And its going to take alot of rain
to wash my pain away..

Don't we jsut wish that it was easy,
to just be happy and believe it.