The truth
You tore me apart. You told me I was wrong That I chose the wrong path And that I wasn't very smart
You told me I wouldn't make it That I wasn’t pursuing the right thing That I wouldn't make any money and that music wasn't my thing.
What you don't know Is how much it hurt when a person I looked up too just didn't understand.
I love music. But I'm unsure what to do. Because I can’t play the music and what you told me would be true.
But from what you said I had to prove you wrong. You dont know the real me. You dont know my song.
but you tore me apart. You ripped up my heart Not knowing what you were doing but actually making me smart.
constantly aware of what is said to me making me numb but also making me Free.












