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Wednesday, June 15, 2016

Ode to my Past





"Ode To My Past"


Try to understand the things I say, try to understand the things I do
Don’t turn away from me when I am trying to explain, as I have spent half my life
Thinking about what went wrong and how it went so bad as I know you wouldn’t disagree
That time has not been kind to you and me

You never saw me standing there, in the rain, in the dark and in the clouds
You never heard me talking to you, even my whispers were said out loud
Maybe it was the way I acted, maybe it was the way I felt but never did I stop loving you
Never did I stop notice that I was truly missing you

It feels like nobody cares, the loneliness has brought nothing but sorrow
Unhappiness when I was young, unhappiness today and expecting the same tomorrow
Because the way we were raised, the discipline, the harsh and tough love allowed us to survive
But the life I made was not filled with smiles and happy times, it was a boring kind of life

Like my mother, like my father, I felt that I was out there all alone
Nobody cared, nobody asked how are you and nobody held my hand as if they were scared
So people everywhere think they are better than I, they think they have it all together
When in fact, they haven’t spent the same amount of time, outside in the stormy weather

I thought you like the way we were, but you were better than me as you could see
You thought I didn’t give a damn, you thought it was all fun and glee
Try to understand what I was, where I have been and what I have become
Caused that was the way we were raised, and I can’t go back

I miss the laughter, I don’t miss the pain and as I stand here in the rain
I know you don’t know me well enough to judge me, I know that we are not the same
Perhaps you are something better than I am, perhaps you found your way to see the light
Because the sun has never found me, it did not shine on me and give me light

Last but not least, I see life as it is, even when young, I saw the darkness falling slowly
It’s not because I didn’t give a damn, its not because I didn’t care
But we were raised that way, we had no fun in life and we took it on the run

Cause we were raised and nobody cared, and never got to see the sun

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