walk a mile in my shoes
there's a trip line at every step
you'll slip in the puddles
of the tears I've wept

walk a mile in my shoes
with soles that are worn thin
every little pebble
feels like a stone within

walk a mile in my shoes
every corner is a stubbing toe
feel the gravity's power
only then you'll know

I won't go home, mother.
I don't have any.
And I'll only make you cry.
I'll only make you feel worthless.

I don't make you proud.
I can't love you enough.
I cannot love.
I'll only hurt you.

And most of the time
I don't care if I do.
And the other time
I care, and, that is why.