The Hand We Were DealtA Poem by MRLYou made me promise when you left, That I'd take care of your brothers, Ones dead, ones lost, And I can't vouch for the others, I couldn't ever compare, To half of what you were, And it's okay if you blame me, Cuz I blame me moreThe Hand We Were Dealt
If you could tell me how to get through this I wouldn't ever have to ask And this would be easier I'm sure If we didn't have our past
Can you tell me when your eyes lost that shine The once carried with pride Or why you changed your life's ambitions And replaced them with lies
We had a plan that you forgot When you left this poor city You turned your back and it hurts That your acting so shifty
And I'd tell you whats wrong If I knew that you'd hear it And I'd fight for this still And grin and bare it
I know it's not my business And what I said was out of line But if saying what I said was wrong Then I'll be wrong every time
I wish I could forget this And move on from this now But your a constant reminder Of all thats went wrong
And if I could go back just for a second And show how you were Maybe you'd miss what I miss Maybe you'd learn what I've learned
I know I don't have all the answers And I'm not pretending I do But I've been here and stuck it out And thats more than I can say for you
And if I'm to be honest I can't say I blame you It's just that this new life Has f*****g changed you
You made me promise when you left That I'd take care of your brothers Ones dead, ones lost And I can't vouch for the others
I couldn't ever compare To half of what you were And it's okay if you blame me Cuz I blame me more
And it's so easy to hate you Cuz anger hurts less than this And I'm mad that you'll always Have someone you'll miss
And that feeling is something I never wanted you to feel Cuz when I see that your hurting It just proves that it's real
I've gone through this before And I know how to manage But the price that it cost Is a soul thats left damage
And it's not fair to hate you For something you couldn't help Like it's not fair to hate God For the hand we were dealt
When it comes down to the past And the present is blurry I can't help but wonder The end to our story
And I wonder sometimes If this was suppose to happen The blank stares and the tension And all the forced laughing
But when we met the day in August We had a chance to talk it out And I seen the old you Through all of your doubts
And when the sun hit your eyes And that old shine was there I knew that we could make it Through the rest of the years © 2008 MRL |
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Added on May 9, 2008 |

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