i picture stepping outside in the frosty air
the wind cracks my face like sidewalk cement
on the other side of the street there's a pale man
begging for coins under the light that shines above him
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all alone in this crazy home trapped in this room
no one here to talk too
but what i hear a whisperin soul
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no one can see me as i blend into the crowd
call me camouflage for i am invisible
yes.........invisible to the naked eye
i cry for attention from you and only you
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truth has a face
with many expressions
truth can hurt you in ways you can't imagine
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a mother working 2 jobs to support 3 kids after the death of her husband who was killed by a drive by shooting
hard working mother paying countless and countless of expensive bills
trying to make ends meet
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she ran out of the building with tears streaming down her cheeks
wondering how could she be so stupid to marry a cheat he was her everything her one and only true love
'why......why' was all she managed to say
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I'm sorry things didn't work out between us
I wish things could've been diffrent
maybe if you weren't so bossy
always trying to control my life
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