Sometimes I know you don’t know me
You don’t respect me
You accept me like blank stares and awkward silences in dinning rooms
Where I trust you to be to support me
I fall on the unforgiving dirt road of denial
I finally get myself now
Where on the map I am
You my compass
I understand now
You will always lead me away
From blue sky’s to grey
I know now where all my insecurities came to be
Where they grew their roots thick and deep around my soul
The map I read makes it all to clear to see
Oct 23, 2018
Oct 23, 2018 at 12:37 AM UTC
Sometimes I know you don’t know me
You don’t respect me
You accept me like blank stares and awkward silences in dinning rooms
Where I trust you to be to support me
I fall on the unforgiving dirt road of denial
I finally get myself now
Where on the map I am
You my compass
I understand now
You will always lead me away
From blue sky’s to grey
I know now where all my insecurities came to be
Where they grew their roots thick and deep around my soul
The map I read makes it all to clear to see
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