i walk with a boulder
that's tied to my back
a boulder of burden
a burden of hate
if i could release it
i'd make it home faster
but it's just not that easy
or, maybe i'm weak
my concience controls me
the empathy pulls me
the people, they tell me
get used to the hurt
you'll get over it someday
and be just like us
but i'm not them
and the pressure wont work
so i put down my boulder
let go of their actions
and i'll smile. when
they pass on the street
cause' hate is a burden
one i dont want to carry
i'll move on with
the next person i meet
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