It's Only Me
Posted: Monday, October 26, 2009
by Amanda Blevins Pitts
Standing in the middle of a meadow, tall grass and a giant tree around me.
The sky is turning gray, and I continue to stay.
They say I need to pray and follow a different way.
People are blind they just can't see here I am it's only ME.
Heart in pieces, soul in shambles, and mind is in overload,
I am following my own road.
They say I am wrong because I stay strong.
They think I am a freak because I am not weak. The answers they may seek, no one will ask, they think it is a god forsaken task.
The sky is turning gray, and I continue to stay.
They say I need to pray and follow a different way.
People are blind they just can't see here I am it's only ME.
Heart in pieces, soul in shambles, and mind is in overload,
I am following my own road.
They say I am wrong because I stay strong.
They think I am a freak because I am not weak. The answers they may seek, no one will ask, they think it is a god forsaken task.
They just can't see it's only ME.
Rain drops fall upon my face, lightning is a near trace, but I continue to stay.
I would like to tell them what they would like to hear, but without a tear they will never fear.
I am the one they want to beat, making me have a permanent seat.
They just can't see it's only ME.
Rain drops fall upon my face, lightning is a near trace, but I continue to stay.
I would like to tell them what they would like to hear, but without a tear they will never fear.
I am the one they want to beat, making me have a permanent seat.
They just can't see it's only ME.
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