Walk In My Shoes

You cannot walk in my shoes
Won't change point of views
Like you didn't have a clue
Hate is all that you choose

Messed up, drugged up, loved up
You just don't have the stuff
Emotionless not too love
Telling me you're all that and tough

Here's where it all ends
You fake lonely friend
No, I don't ever pretend
My shoes for you I cannot lend

You always trip and stumble
Burst your own little bubble
Sat upon bricks and rubble
You know you're in trouble

Sifting through your life
Days turning into nights
Darkness is in your sights
Now who's in the right?

Transparent dreams
Always idle it seems
Silencing screams
Sour tasting cream