I preached to a fool, trying to plant wisdom
He took the seeds and told me to cook
I started stirring up the pot,
he took it all with a grain of salt
Now I’m doing my best to light up the mood
See, I’m picking at his thoughts,
telling him there’s always room to improve.
I say, “I understand you’re hurt and you find it hard to see that.’
You yell at me like how can you understand, your life’s great you haven’t seen the places that I’ve been at
You right, perhaps I don’t get it. And perhaps I never will.
All I know is that when you been through hell in this life sometimes we struggle to get well
See I know it ain’t easy
I got a few scars myself
I’ve Been burnt a few times....
& for the longest I walked through this life like I was
walking on egg shells.
Always careful about my next move,
baby step all through the way.
Fear left me trapped in my mind
to all the good things In life I went blind
leaving no room for this pretty flower to bloom.
and now every time I look at you
I see you walking in my old shoes.
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