It hurt.
How you see her goals
but not mines
I try to make you proud
But I guess my work isn't working
Then here
I'll give you my tears
When you hold my tears
You will feel my pain
The books I carry on my back
How it pulls me down
Don't get anytime to relax
Cause all I think about is
Am I working hard enough
I say no
So I put more books on my back
And try harder
So..
Can you see my goals yet?
YOU ARE READING
It Hurts
PuisiThey say that sticks and stones hurts but, what about the words ,what about the feeling that you feel when it hurts, what about the tears that drops upon your shirt , what about the people out there asking their self is worth it are they perfect so...
