If Your Foot Was In My Shoe
Torn up inside, but no one sees,
Hurt, I'm crying on my knees.
Sick of fighting, day in and out.
Questioning why, having doubt.
So if your foot was in my shoe,
Just what is it you would do?
With all the turmoil I've had to face,
Would you stand up and take my place?
Copyright © Jamie Grattan | Year Posted 2014
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