Another day of endurance
The taunting names
The rude games
Makes me want to bury my face in my hands
These kids and there cruel words
Don't realize how it hurts
Leave me with the burden
I blow out a deep breath and exert it all
One more time I think
I can handle it
But that can change in a brink
The next time you just get hit again
But then I think to myself
I'm better then they are
I don't place myself on the high shelf
I know what's true in my heart
Nov 13, 2013
Nov 13, 2013 at 12:24 AM UTC
Another day of endurance
The taunting names
The rude games
Makes me want to bury my face in my hands
These kids and there cruel words
Don't realize how it hurts
Leave me with the burden
I blow out a deep breath and exert it all
One more time I think
I can handle it
But that can change in a brink
The next time you just get hit again
But then I think to myself
I'm better then they are
I don't place myself on the high shelf
I know what's true in my heart
It doesn't really make sense, I tried to rhyme and still keep the story line. Oh well I finally finished!!
