Some people don't really know me
They don't understand the trouble I got myself into
They judge too quickly and never gave me a chance
Will I ever be able to redeem myself?
Days go by and I start to learn more and more about the person I've become
I have failed to never make a mistake
I can not promise anyone I'm perfect
All I can do is be myself and hope that is good enough for someone
I have grown, I have seen, I have heard
I float around everyone while they just stare at me
I'm can't be caught, no one really understand me, but I do
I've turned from a blob of life into a beautiful butterfly
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