You'll never know what its like to be me.
To understand how I have is almost impossible.
To hear how I hear you have to not hear at all first.
To see how I see your vision has to be blurry and clear.
To know who I am you you have to look at things like I do.
Can you hear the wind through your hair?
Wind the music of the earth.
The heavenly hug from someone you love.
The final kiss goodbye to a lover.
Can you see all the people?
Can you see the ones in pain?
The sorrow they feel?
There love for one another?
Look into there eyes.
Its a sea of stories waiting to be told.
Look in the heart each one filled with pure gold.
Look in and see there all so beautiful.
To understand me you would have to be grateful.
To be alive and hug a friend.
To smile and see your self in the mirror.
To have clothes on your back and a roof over your head.
To live on a planet with life.
To live in a free country.
To live in a warm state.
To have loving parents.
To have a safe place to sleep.
To be here today.
I went through allot but recovered in full.
I found my answers at the bottom of a glass,
Twas god who took that all back.
I felt emotion through a pin and needle.
Twas the bible who saved me so.
I found love in a noose.
Jesus replaced it.
To be here.
To be me.
You can't see how I see.
You cant hear how I hear.
you can't know like I know.
It is eternally true that nobody can know exactly how another feels. Believing in an all-seeing and loving God, though, comes fairly close.