Turn The Tide

I maybe old fashioned but prefer my heartbreak

A little more private not like an earth quake

Where emotion was shook and swept swiftly away

With the hurt caused by you again yesterday

Why do I always seem to bite

The bullets you fire to start a fight

I’m not afraid to say that I’ve reached my limit

My heart has been broken by your hurt within it

Your violence with words may sit right with you

But you destroy dreams and have not a clue

You show nothing but scant disregard

And people like me can find this so hard

You think you know just what's best for me

Things I should resolve so as to succeed

But you don’t have a clue how I feel inside

This is my chance to turn the tide

It’s been said I have forgiven and never defend

I'm told to stand tall and hold up my end 

Taking harmful words that you spit out

Time and again you scream and shout

I have no more patience to give anyone

My soul has no joy My heart has no fun

I’ve always helped others to open their wings

Helping out happily with the family things

Never been somebody that upsets people

Staying humble and quiet 

While you use your needle

Never been somebody that upsets the calm

Showing respect mildness and charm

You think you know just what's best for me

Things I should resolve so as to succeed

But you don’t have a clue how I feel inside

This is my chance to turn the tide

Taking for granted that I'm always there

Showing my feelings and a reason to care

I’m tired of the same old cries of abuse

So many false lies with no valid excuse

You think you know just what's best for me

Things I should resolve so as to succeed

But you don’t have a clue how I feel inside

This is my chance to turn the tide

I may end up alone with my lonely soul

Never achieving any future goal’s

Sometimes wasting  time but doing all I can

While people like you keep knocking me down

You think you know just what's best for me

Things I should resolve so as to succeed

But you don’t have a clue how I feel inside

This is my chance to turn the tide

Time will soon tell my own true story

I’ll sail away from rough seas so stormy

Maybe I’ll be missed but hopefully not

Good things said and done should not be forgot