Do you know misery? I do. It lives inside my body...
The heaviness of misery resides on the shoulders...

I sit and try to write the words I want your heart...
The room is sad and quiet now for you're not here...

There is this picture of you in my mind,
This picture is from the day that you died...

Before you judge me,
Walk a mile in my shoes...

I know you were proud of me for who I am,
I know you praised my talents like no one ever...