Thursday, July 26, 2012

Be Proud of Who You Are

Beautiful from Eminem



Lately I've been hard to reach
 I've been too long on my own
 Everybody has their private world
 Where they can be alone

Are you calling me?
 Are you trying to get through?
 Are you reaching out for me?
 I’m reaching out for you

I’m just so fucking depressed
 I just can’t seem to get out this slump
 If I could just get over this hump
 But I need something to pull me out this dump

I took my bruises, took my lumps
 Fell down and I got right back up
 But I need that spark to get psyched back up
 And in order for me to pick the mic back up

I don’t know how or why or when
 I ended up this position I’m in
 I’m starting to feel dissin’ again
 So I decided just to pick this pen

Up and try to make an attempt to vent
 But I just can’t admit
 Or come to grips with the fact that I may be done with rap
 I need a new outlet

And I know some shit’s so hard to swallow
 But I can’t just sit back and wallow
 In my own sorrow but I know one fact
 I’ll be one tough act to follow

One tough act to follow
 I’ll be one tough act to follow
 Here today, gone tomorrow
 But you’d have to walk a thousand miles

In my shoes, just to see
 What it’s like, to be me
 I’ll be you, let’s trade shoes
 Just to see what it’d be like

To feel your pain, you feel mine
 Go inside each others’ minds
 Just to see what we’d find
 Look at shit through each others’ eyes


Don’t let ‘em say you ain’t beautiful
 They can all get fucked, just stay true to you
 So don’t let ‘em say you ain’t beautiful
 They can all get fucked, just stay true to you

I think I’m starting to lose my sense of humor
 Everything’s so tense and gloom
 I almost feel like I gotta check
 The temperature of the room

Just as soon as I walk in, it’s like all eyes on me
 And so I try to avoid any eye contact
 ‘Cause if I do that then it opens the door
 For conversation, like I want that

I’m not looking for extra attention
 I just wanna be just like you
 Blend in with the rest of the room
 Maybe just point me to the closest restroom

I don’t need no fucking man servant
 Trying to follow me around and wipe my ass
 Laugh at every single joke I crack
 And half of ‘em ain’t even funny like

Ha! Marshall you’re so funny man
 You should be a comedian, god damn!”
 Unfortunately I am
 I just hide behind the tears of a clown

So why don’t you all sit down
 Listen to the tale I’m about to tell
 Hell, we don’t gotta trade our shoes
 And you ain’t gotta walk no thousand miles

In my shoes, just to see
 What it’s like, to be me
 I’ll be you, let’s trade shoes
 Just to see what it’d be like

To feel your pain, you feel mine
 Go inside each others minds
 Just to see what we’d find
 Look at shit through each others eyes

Don’t let ‘em say you ain’t beautiful
 They can all get fucked, just stay true to you
 So don’t let ‘em say you ain’t beautiful
 They can all get fucked, just stay true to you

Nobody asked for life to deal us
 With these bullshit hands we’re dealt
 We gotta take these cards ourselves
 And flip ‘em, don’t expect no help

Now I could’ve either just sat on my ass
 And pissed and moaned
 Or take this situation in which I’m placed in
 And get up and get my own

I was never the type of kid
 To wait by the door and pack his bags
 I sat on the porch and hoped and prayed
 For a dad to show up who never did

I just wanted to fit in
 Every single place, every school I went
 I dreamed of being that cool kid
 Even if it meant acting stupid

And Edna always told me
 Keep making that face and it’ll get stuck like that
 Meanwhile I’m just standing there
 Holding my tongue tryna talk like that

‘Til I stuck my tongue on that frozen stop sign pole
 At 8 years old
 I learned my lesson then
 ‘Cause I wasn’t trying to impress my friends no more

But I already told you my whole life story
 Not just based on my description
 ‘Cause where you see it, from where you’re sittin
 It’s probably 110% different

I guess we would have to walk a mile
 In each others shoes at least
 What size you wear? I wear 10′s
 Let’s see if you can fit your feet

In my shoes, just to see
 What it’s like, to be me
 I’ll be you, let’s trade shoes
 Just to see what it’d be like

To feel your pain, you feel mine
 Go inside each others minds
 Just to see what we’d find
 Look at shit through each others eyes

Don’t let ‘em say you ain’t beautiful
 They can all get fucked just stay true to you
 So don’t let ‘em say you ain’t beautiful
 They can all get fucked just stay true to you

So don’t let ‘em say you ain’t beautiful
 They can all get fucked just stay true to you
 So

Lately I’ve been hard to reach
 I’ve been too long on my own
 Everybody has their private world
 Where they can be alone

Are you calling me?
 Are you trying to get through?
 Are you reaching out for me?
 I’m reaching out for you

Yeah, to my babies
 Stay strong, daddy will be home soon



And to the rest of the world
 God gave you shoes to fit you
 So put ‘em on and wear ‘em
 Be yourself man, be proud of who you are
 Even if it sounds corny
 Don’t ever let anyone tell you you ain't beautiful




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