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I Know What It's Like MAG
I know what it's like
stretching that paycheck
that just won't reach
I know what it's like
searching for change
underneath the cushion of a seat
I know what it's like
going with Mommy to make
that tiring journey down the welfare line
I know what it's like
watching her at the kitchen table
figuring out how she'll ever pay the bills and rent on time
I know what it's like
being ashamed of where you live
growing up in the same old projects for nearly 15 years
And I know what it's like
flinching at each bullet boom
as I try, without success, to hold back the tears
I know what it's like
not knowing how we'll keep on going
will we get through another day
worrying about what's going on inside Mom's head
wondering if she can go on this way
I know what it's like
being the optimist at times like these
praying it'll get better as time rolls by
trying to plant the seeds of hope
within a cloud way up in the sky
I know what it's like
to try to figure out the meaning of hope
this four letter word pleasant to the ears and soft to the touch
wondering if we can rely on its empty dreams
and hollow promises a little too much
I know what it's like
thinking how on earth
could hope possibly help anyone living here
but I can see the answers in my mom's face
one of faith and determination and not a hint of fear
Hope seems to be on her side
even when things are looking pretty bad
it's never once run, or dared to hide
She clings to hope with all her strength and might
head raised up high for all to see
ready for the struggle, and prepared for the fight
It's the little things that make the fight all worthwhile
when she can look at a tall stack of bills in dismay
but still turn to me and offer a warm smile
Or how she comes up with a few extra dollars for me out of thin air
even when I'm sure it could have served a better purpose
she'll hand it over without a second thought, as I simply gape and stare
On the wings of hope she soars
far above the jagged cliffs of pain and anguish
allowing herself to let go, be free, and practically ignore
She glides in close to me
enshrouds me in the warmth of her wings
and I am effortlessly carried away, and I know true peace.
Oh, yes, I know what it's like
I've been there many times before
not knowing quite how you'll satisfy all your many wants and needs.
But I most definitely know what it's like
in the face of all these headaches, heartaches, and pure hell
to come back, overcome, and succeed.
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