You’re violent to yourself,
You always put yourself in danger,
It doesn’t matter how deep you cut,
So what if I’m a stranger.
I don’t know you,
I shouldn’t even care,
I don’t know how you feel,
I was never there.
To live life in your shoes,
So who am I to say,
To stop all this ********
That you’re going the wrong way.
Well I’m just a stranger,
Willing to be your friend,
Just stop and listen,
I’m not here for pretend.
I’m here to help you out,
Out of this life you hate,
I want to show you,
That life can be great.
—Thomas James Written on December 6, 2011
Dec 6, 2011
Dec 6, 2011 at 8:28 PM UTC
You’re violent to yourself,
You always put yourself in danger,
It doesn’t matter how deep you cut,
So what if I’m a stranger.
I don’t know you,
I shouldn’t even care,
I don’t know how you feel,
I was never there.
To live life in your shoes,
So who am I to say,
To stop all this ********
That you’re going the wrong way.
Well I’m just a stranger,
Willing to be your friend,
Just stop and listen,
I’m not here for pretend.
I’m here to help you out,
Out of this life you hate,
I want to show you,
That life can be great.
—Thomas James Written on December 6, 2011
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