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What does one have to do To make you all see That I deserve more credit Than you people give to me Someones always concerned God forbid my mood should alter Don't began to doubt me Unless my skills start to falter True I'm mostly chill, but when I'm not it doesn't mean somethings wrong I'm sorry that my tone Isn't always a happy song It happens so little Maybe a few times a year That I may have a breakdown And you may see a tear I'm not offended you worry I get it stems outta love I know you have my back When push comes to shove I'm not asking that you change that But somethings just not right How quickly you forget my triumphs No matter how hard I fight Im so sick of hearing "are you sure that your fine?" "Your just not yourself today" or a similar line Maybe I'm tired Maybe I'm ill You know life isn't always A journey uphill Still you continue to question With those sympathetic eyes Like I'm holding back something And I'm just telling lies Maybe it's all the dysfunction That surrounds us each day That makes it hard to believe That I'm truly okay I'm just asking you see it From my point of view I take pride in the fact That I'm one of the few Who works hard on themselves To keep burden off you As people I love It's so important to me That we air out our grievances always & openly
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Apr 17, 2019
Apr 17, 2019 at 1:36 PM UTC
Questions, Questions, Questions
What does one have to do To make you all see That I deserve more credit Than you people give to me Someones always concerned God forbid my mood should alter Don't began to doubt me Unless my skills start to falter True I'm mostly chill, but when I'm not it doesn't mean somethings wrong I'm sorry that my tone Isn't always a happy song It happens so little Maybe a few times a year That I may have a breakdown And you may see a tear I'm not offended you worry I get it stems outta love I know you have my back When push comes to shove I'm not asking that you change that But somethings just not right How quickly you forget my triumphs No matter how hard I fight Im so sick of hearing "are you sure that your fine?" "Your just not yourself today" or a similar line Maybe I'm tired Maybe I'm ill You know life isn't always A journey uphill Still you continue to question With those sympathetic eyes Like I'm holding back something And I'm just telling lies Maybe it's all the dysfunction That surrounds us each day That makes it hard to believe That I'm truly okay I'm just asking you see it From my point of view I take pride in the fact That I'm one of the few Who works hard on themselves To keep burden off you As people I love It's so important to me That we air out our grievances always & openly
kim-mccarthy
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Apr 17, 2019
Apr 17, 2019 at 1:36 PM UTC
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