Through My Eyes
Flashbacks of pain, heartbreak, and confusion targeted at all directions
Coming from a broken home saturated with various forms of neglection
Prematurely self taught to survive, put our of home at a young age
I never knew a childhood, so I now live with suppressed rage
My heart bleeds for a hug that can make the pain go away
But I wake up to nobody, So I guess the pain has to stay
I used to dream of hearing "thats my boy" from a father thats proud
Pretending I had parents there cheering me on when I looked at a crowd
Use my friends for crutches and life and someone to live it through
Made a many of Valentine cards but had nobody to give it to
Endured many years of people telling me that I won't go far
I love the dark because the light shows things just the way they are
Due to many tragic episodes my heart has been made numb to trust
Thats why I keep to myself, cry rarely and don't speak too much
This isn't a cry out for help,just a diary of struggles through my strives and tries
This just a vivid picture of me and life through my eyes
Stevie D/ Harlem
Dedicated to the adopted
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