Be the Man
So much yelling all around me. How much more can I take?
I can act like nothing's wrong, but then my actions are fake.
I always try to be the man and just look the other way.
Their's no one to turn to, so I kneel down and pray.
Thank the lord for the good things and the strength for the bad.
Thank the lord for my blessings and all the good times I've had.
All my worries then stop. Long enough just to see...
Stop worrying about other lives, and start thinking about me.
So, I lift up my head. Wipe the tears from my eyes.
Hope to forget all the screams and try to look past the lies.
Dress up my best. It's time to show em, I can.
No more drama. No more games. This time I'll be the man.
Copyright © Travis Flasnick | Year Posted 2009
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