Saknad, längtan, glädje & sorg

Jag har ett bra jobb. Jag har massor med fina vänner. Jag har en bil. Jag har en fin lägenhet. Jag har en stadig ekonomi. Jag ser helt okej ut. MEN ibland är längtan hem till familjen så sjukt stor att det gör ont i mitt hjärta. Ibland vill jag bara lämna allt & åka hem till dem. Jag vet att det inte går, men ibland önskar jag att jag var nära. Jag önskar jag hade dem nära när det gör ont.
Vill bara skrika rakt ut ibland av längtan.

Paint yourself a picture
Of what you wish you looked like
Mayby then they just might
Feel an ounce of your pain

Come into focus
Step out of the shadows
It's a losing battle
There's no need to be ashamed

Cause they don't even know you
All they see is scars
They don't see the angel
Living in your heart

Let them find the real you
Buried deep within
Let them know with all you got
That you are not your skin

When they start to judge you
Show them your true colors
And do unto others
As you'd have done to you

Just rise above this
Kill them with your kindness
Ignourence is blindness
They're the ones that stand to lose

Cause they don't even know you
All they see is scars
They don't see the angel
Living in your heart

Let them find the real you
Burry deep within
Let them know with all you got
That you are not your skin


Well they don't even know you
All they see is scars
They don't see the angels
Living in your heart

Let them find the real you
Burry deep within
Let them know with all you got
That you are not
That you are not your skin