I can't talk to no one about my feelings
Because it always seems like no one understands
Except this piece of paper and this pen
And I'm tired of going through the same things
Over and Over again
Life not what it should be
So I'm left to pretend
Because it always seems like no one understands
Except this piece of paper and this pen
And I'm tired of going through the same things
Over and Over again
Life not what it should be
So I'm left to pretend
Every breath of fresh air
Only leave me wanting for more
I'm tired of going through the same things
Over and Over Again
Life is precious
But why do I feel as if I'm being crushed by the pressure
Every one want something from me
But when it come down to it
They never there for me
Life not what it should be
So I'm left to pretend
Who do I need in this life? No one…
Who do I look up to in this life? No one….
Isn't it crazy how the people that suppose to be there for you,
Are never there for you
Dad where were you when I needed you
Matter of fact Forget You!
You not even half the man I became
And I'm only half the man I want to become
So that makes you less than quarter of a man
I can't talk to no one about my feelings
Except this piece of paper and this pen
I'm lost searching for myself
Where do I begin
The apple then rolled far from the tree
Well, I'll wait till my core decay
And my seed is implanted in the earth
I'll nurture it as it grows
In hopes that my seed don't fall from me
Let it rest beside me as I shelter it from the cold world
I'm tired of going through the same things
Over and Over again
See my mind constantly falter
As my mentality is altered
I’m alone in this world till I walk to the altar
To afraid to say I do
Even more afraid to say I don't
How can I say I love you
If I'm still searching for myself
My life not what it should be
So I'm left to pretend
Clearly I'm confused
Eyes look upon me
From their smirks I can tell they are amused
Who are you to judge me
Only God can judge me
So I'm sitting on the stand
My life being my only plea
Asking my Lord to please forgive me
Please make room in heaven for a soul
But if you feel that I'm meant for hell
My soul shall burn for eternity
Only because I was unable to find me
I cant talk to no one about my feelings
Cause it always seems like no one understands
Except this piece of paper and this pen
And I'm tired of going through the same things
Over and Over again
Life not what it should be
So I'm left to pretend
Only leave me wanting for more
I'm tired of going through the same things
Over and Over Again
Life is precious
But why do I feel as if I'm being crushed by the pressure
Every one want something from me
But when it come down to it
They never there for me
Life not what it should be
So I'm left to pretend
Who do I need in this life? No one…
Who do I look up to in this life? No one….
Isn't it crazy how the people that suppose to be there for you,
Are never there for you
Dad where were you when I needed you
Matter of fact Forget You!
You not even half the man I became
And I'm only half the man I want to become
So that makes you less than quarter of a man
I can't talk to no one about my feelings
Except this piece of paper and this pen
I'm lost searching for myself
Where do I begin
The apple then rolled far from the tree
Well, I'll wait till my core decay
And my seed is implanted in the earth
I'll nurture it as it grows
In hopes that my seed don't fall from me
Let it rest beside me as I shelter it from the cold world
I'm tired of going through the same things
Over and Over again
See my mind constantly falter
As my mentality is altered
I’m alone in this world till I walk to the altar
To afraid to say I do
Even more afraid to say I don't
How can I say I love you
If I'm still searching for myself
My life not what it should be
So I'm left to pretend
Clearly I'm confused
Eyes look upon me
From their smirks I can tell they are amused
Who are you to judge me
Only God can judge me
So I'm sitting on the stand
My life being my only plea
Asking my Lord to please forgive me
Please make room in heaven for a soul
But if you feel that I'm meant for hell
My soul shall burn for eternity
Only because I was unable to find me
I cant talk to no one about my feelings
Cause it always seems like no one understands
Except this piece of paper and this pen
And I'm tired of going through the same things
Over and Over again
Life not what it should be
So I'm left to pretend
I can definitely relate to this piece. I love the way you tell your stories.
ReplyDeleteI have spent a great deal of my life pretending, fully convinced that no one could understand me. I think my journey to find myself is aided as I connect with people who, on the surface, are so different from me. Do I fear young black men? I hate to admit that there are times I do. But here, as I take the time to listen to you, I find the commonality between us. I am a better me because of what you have shared. My favorite line is, "How can I say I love you if I'm still searching for myself?" That is powerful. There isn't anyone who couldn't benefit from asking that question.
ReplyDeleteDeep words dude this poem struck a cord with me on the father front good words.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing, in return I would like to drop a poem here for you.
The life of a poem
from the heart and soul of the poet,
from hand to pen,
imprisoned within the page of book,
the life of poem in darkness within the prison of page ,
yearning the light of day the book open,
dreams of eyes of the reader the mind the tounge,
to float on waves of sound and rest upon the ears of those who care to listen,
and stay upon the memorys hearts and souls of those heard,
remembered and cherished,
full circle the darkness returns the book again closed once more,
the poem again yearns the light of day.