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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

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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