Conform or live free as me? My journey to grab a hold of the freedom to be me and not what I think other people think/expect me to be
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
The Person That I See
You're crying out for something,
But I'm not sure what it is.
Maybe some love, or acceptance.
I can see it in your eyes
right when you're about to cry.
You're asking for something
and i wish i could give it to you,
but all I can do
is tell you:
You're awesome!
and I can't get enough
you're a different kind of person
someone I want to spend all my time with
It's wrong how all the people in your life
can't see what I see and treat you right.
You don't know how unique you are.
How I wish I could be more like you.
You cover your pain with a laugh
I know because we say we don't care and try to be tough.
You make yourself sound stupid so no one can see
you're torn up inside and lonely.
But you're okay.
I like what I see.
A man who cares for those around him.
Causes a raucous so he takes the punishment
to protect the one he cares for so they won't get hit.
I see a boy, turning into a man
Who does great, but doesn't think he can.
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