They're Not Like Us
Empathetic Resilience: Street to Nowhere's Tale of OvercomingLyrics
When I'd cross my arms and hope to cry if caught smoking,
When faced with the possibility of being caught smoking, I would cross my arms and hope to cry.
You weren't sleeping
You, the person addressed, were not sleeping during a significant moment.
We never said a thing.
We maintained silence and did not communicate about the situation.
And I tried to leap from your front seat on the freeway,
I attempted to jump from the front seat of your car while on the freeway.
But you held me,
You prevented me from doing so and commented on what a waste it would have been.
You said now what a waste.
Despite the incident, you expressed disappointment or regret.
Your mark was cut in me
Your influence or impact left a lasting mark on me.
No they're not like us
The people being referred to are different from us.
We bled in empathy
We shared a connection through bleeding, demonstrating empathy.
No they're not like us
The contrast is emphasized again, stating that they are not like us.
And oh when the world don't care for you
In moments when the world seems indifferent, I am there for you.
I do
A reaffirmation of support and care for the person addressed.
They were quick to say you're overweight and lonesome,
Others were quick to criticize, calling you overweight and lonely.
And you believed them, you said what girl could love.
You internalized these judgments, questioning who could love you.
And they broke your arm in the schoolyard on the concrete,
A memory of witnessing your arm being broken in the schoolyard on the concrete.
I was watching, we never said a thing.
Despite observing, we chose not to speak about the incident.
They never felt the sting
They, the others, never experienced the pain or consequences we did.
No they're not like us
Reiterating that they are different from us.
We fell for everything
We were vulnerable and fell for various things.
No they're not like us
Emphasizing once again the distinction between us and them.
And oh when the world the world don't care for you...
A repetition of the theme, highlighting care in a world that might not.
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