How would you like to take a walk in my shoes?
Spend a day in my life and see how you do.
Take a look at me through my eyes
And realize
When those real lies are uncovered,
You see
I am not simple.
How would you like to spend a moment in my mind?
Take notice that my thinking process isn’t one you’d expect to find
In a girl like me;
How would you like to see my life as I do?
A preacher’s daughter who has expectations sitting on her chest
I can’t breathe sometimes
And at those times everything seems to be falling
Not into place
Not out of place
Just falling
I am not deep
I don’t write for others,
I write to help myself clear out my head
Maybe tonight I’ll actually get some sleep when I go to bed?
But I doubt it.
How would you like to know me past what you think you see?
Start by walking a mile in my shoes
Instead of assuming you know me.