N My Shoes... Is a place where very few wish to be.
But if they were they would understand me.
It seems this is a thing they never want to do.
Because after that visit they'd be lost and know not what to do.
Then I would be asked how I handle it all.
To which I would tell them I roll with it and it's a ball.
For U know no other life or way of thinking then this.
Well enough I'd say nothing to miss.
I know full well every one of my sides.
And until you did this there was no way for me to open your eyes.
Now you’re stuck in the catacombs in my mind where the next is worse than any other.
I tried to warn you and treated you like a brother.
Maybe the next time you think you know me you'll think again.
Though I wish I were more like my twin.
But I'm not in fact we are little alike.
Where he likes to stay at home, in the rain I like to hike.
To all of you who feel I have yet to pay my dues.
Take a walk in my head, or walk a mile... N My Shoes
~ by Thomas Mattaliano