Take a Look
Take a look at my heart
See how much its been beaten and torn
I don't have much of what it used to be.
For a time, for a minute, it still lives in me.
May be crushed, may be smashed
Keeps me strong, keeps me fresh
Like a gangster, like a pimp
Still going strong till the end.
Take a look through my eyes
See my whole life at hand
Take a picture of my eyes, nose and mouth
To know that’s all I need
See a boy crying a corner
Crying tears to bloods, bloods to tears
Never able to change his life
No matter how good he is, he's still not good enough.
Take a look through my mind
See all my dreams come alive
Know all the thoughts i think about you.
See my entire world that you call "thought process"
But my aching heart says a story.
Not many things can i turn around
Who said that life was for me to grab.
People always say that they need that someone
But someone's take work
Because my life is for me true to choose
All i ever need was never you.
My feelings are like a little book
You can know my feelings, if you just take a look.
Copyright © Justin Steele | Year Posted 2008
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