Angry LaughterJudged
Country Rock HyperLink
song created                                

Wednesday, February 14, 2007 8:53:56 PM
song updated                               

Tuesday, November 10, 2020 12:47:31 AM
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© 2007 Roland S. Labana

Everytime I open my mouth,
I feel like I’m being judged.
Every word I say,
even if I’m praying,
makes me feel not good enough.

Every time I open my eyes
I see disappointment coming.
From the look on your face
to the hands on your waist,
makes me feel so much like crying.

But I know, yes I know.
It’s my life; it’s not for show.
It’s my life and I know it’s just my own.

Sometimes I do;
Sometimes I don’t.
Sometimes I wonder if I won’t.

Every thought that’s in my head
must stay right under my hat.
If I speak my mind and
give you some time,
you’ll just laugh and throw it back.

Every idea I may dream,
never sees the light of day.
I’m so afraid of what you might say,
I just keep them locked away.

Everybody else just seems to know.
I often wonder what’s to show.
Song Comments

Those are *my* keys...gimme 'em please! Don't judge me when you're so judgeworthy yourself. And, while you're at it, don't hate me because I'm beautiful--crusheriffically beautiful like this monsterlicious track. Now, put your hands on your hips and I'll show you somethin' exhaust!

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