Because we've never experienced or thought the same.
I say; "Walk a mile in my shoes,"
Than maybe their thoughts will change.
Their perception of my outer appearance-
Allows them to think I'm so happy because I wear a smile,
But what is a smile?
Nothing but a frown turned upside down.
A past is locked inside my conscience,
I have HOPE but without FAITH-
So exhausted of this pain inside,
Not much strength left to pray.
But down on bended knee, I try to ask God for a break;
To lead me and show me HIS way.
Still inside this pain aches.
Just a lost-lonely child; I'm trying to fit where I belong.
While the music plays;
My mind is racing with thoughts against the beat of the song.
Just wanting to escape this internal misery.
Are they tired yet; Trying to walk in my shoes a mile?
Nah-Nah, I don't think just yet because they still see my smile.
They still have not grasped it-
Because my shoes have so many stories; they wouldn't be able to last it.
They will never be able to see it clearly,
My intentions are not to make them feel sorry for me...
Naw-Naw, I'm trying to reverse their mental perception of my outer appearance.
That! my smile! Is just a frown,.. turned, up-side down.
To know my pain, they will have to walk my journey
And even when; they still really won't know my pain
Because we've never experienced or thought the same.
A JOURNEY LEFT UNKNOWN...
Anitta Oliver c/o 2012
