I don't get how I can come so far
And yet lose so much
I knew life was hard
But I didn't think it'd be this rough.
Struggles and tears
Confusion and frustration
Lies and fears
Crushed expectations.
Everything I held slipped right through my fingers
Like the tiniest grains of sand
I watched only a second's worth of linger
Before it slid through my hands.
Unable to control my concentration
Mixed-up inside with numbness and pain
Pondering how to end this situation
Looking to the skies to bring on the rain.
I can't see a thing through these clouded eyes
Everything seems materialistic and unreal
Nothing truly geniune to visualize
Stuck in deep wounds that won't heal.
Copyright 2004 eminemgrl
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