I’ve spent so much time hating the skin I’m in,
And all the sensitive emotions that are bound within.
I’ve spent too many days, over my insecure ways
But it’ll be the last time, because today is
And I wont spend it depressed
Over the girl who left
Over my small paycheck
Over my double chin
I’ve tried and tried and tried and tried
Time after time.
But things don’t always work out
And I’ve thought the fault was mine
Sad songs on repeat.
Walking empty streets.
40oz in my hand
Trying to drown out "the thinks".
But I got tired of being bummed.
I knew it would never help.
Learned to hold my head up high.
And start getting over it.
From laboring love,
I’ve worked my fingers down to the bone.
Left as a broken man, inside and out
I’ve learned to stand up tall, on my own.
Today Is Mine
all rights reserved