Just Me Being Me
The problem I found that haunts me
Is that I say just what I feel
A lot of people cant take my honesty
But that’s just me being real
Mom told me something years ago
I should have taken it as a rule
She said sometimes it’s best to shut up and let it go
And just be thought of as a fool
But I’m bad about opening my mouth
So I guess I took the lesser route
And before they can even think I’m a fool
I relieve them of all of their doubts
People tends to twist my word you see
As if they know what’s in my head
They tell me this is what I meant or what it ought to be
But if I said it, it was meant to be said.
A lot of people cant take my honesty
But that’s just me being real
And the problem that I finds that haunts me
Is that I say just what I feel
Copyright © Robert Walker | Year Posted 2016
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