quarta-feira, 2 de fevereiro de 2011

What It's Like To Be Me 1

they laugh at how I walk, they laugh at how I talk,
but they don't see all the things you see in me
they crap on my head, they crap on my soul
I scream silently, only you can hear
no one stands there when I'm sad,
no one stands when I'm angry.
only you stay put, just waiting and smiling,
making it all go away.
with your eyes.. your pretty eyes..
inside 'em I can see.. all the things you see in me..
on you I see.. what it's like to be me..

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