Pride
I remember growing up
With my family splitting apart
Whenever some small problem would erupt
Everyone's piercing gazes like razor-sharp darts
Why did you have so much pride?
Took it with you till you died
Why did you have to,
Yes, I'm talking to you,
Have so much pride?
I think it must have been some kind of cruel joke
That to see my cousins someone had to have a stroke
Is pride that cold, that mean?
No, this must be some kind of cruel dream
I remember that my cousin had to die
To undoe all the pain, all the lies
Now we drift apart again, in two my heart has been rend
When will this cycle of pain end!
Why did you have so much pride?
Took it with you till you died
Why did you have to,
Yes, I'm talking to you,
Have so much pride.
As I speak to you through these words here
I shed countless tears
Cause I just learned I had a niece barely a year old
Or so I'm told.
Why did you have so much pride?
You have all left my side
Left me here all alone
To take care of all my own
Why did you have to,
Yes, I'm talking to you
Have so much pride...
Copyright © Jesus Tello | Year Posted 2014
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