Do Not Tell Me
do not tell me how it is
i know your part
you are all over your scene
do you know my heart
do you know my dream
and as you tear me apart
do you even know where i have been
i have got a bruise
i have got a little damage
i have choice and i choose
there is not time to wait
i do not want to lose
there is too much hate
do not tell me how it is
when you are part of the problems
life is what you live
try being part of the solution
it is time to give
time to breathe the illusion
James Garratt – December 2000
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Do Not Tell Me – Written Wednesday 20th December 2000 (Aged 25)
