Well y'all lately with this dark feeling (its almost gone hopefully) I have decided to step into someone else's shoes.
Put yourself in another mans shoes
See it from his point of view
Maybe then you'll understand why
Maybe then you'll see why he cries
Maybe then you'll try to console him
Instead of trying to broke him.
He walks around, no smile, he ain't trying to hide
Cos what's the point of hiding if there's no one to confide
They call him cold hearted, rebel, the one that we fear
But he just on his own being like man I don't care
You come to him and say your looking for a fight
That's fine cos he won't deny you a hook to the write
But you know the weirdest thing that he don't bite
People just judge him cos he's a friend to the night
Why are we like this, can't you see it in his eyes
That he is fighting everyday just to not give up and die
Oh no you ain't seeing it you believe its an act
But this ain't no drama on stage and that's a fact
Itz Anjola
