Understand Me
I know you wish I could
Start cleaning up my own mess
In this room full of worries,
This room full of stress
I know you wish I could
Just take a broom, sweep it all away
Out of sight,
Out of the light of day
But what I have here you see
It isn't like a dirty shirt
That can be cleaned easily
This thing that I'm trying to hide
Its like a scar,
Its like something I can't fight.
So all I'm asking right now
Is for you to see
That all I need from you
Is for you to understand me
Copyright © Charlotte De Bekker | Year Posted 2009
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