Kids - George the poet

Silence

Silence apart from the TV

I need guidance this path isnt easy

Spective time in the bath with this pic of your mum when she was nine and a

half, looking like you

Smiling and laughing but now she’s all about grinding and grafting

And I got dreams, I’m refining a craft and we, hear each other less the louder

we speak

Its hard but I’m not allowed to be weak

Everyone has fallouts from old to young, but remember my son don’t hold your

tongue

You have the right to air out both your lungs

I know your mum means well, its a communication issue

That’s why when you enter new relationships you’ve got to try and make sure

you’re on the same page

Behind the scenes as well, not just on the main stage

Otherwise they’ll think you’ve got a different agenda

Sometimes I mess up 'cause i’ve got a bit of a temper

And I alienate her beacuse my words come out crazy and they hurt

Might be the difference of gender

I hate when we argue 'cause I still wanna pass through and act like its all

good but after that its awkward

We ain’t spoke for days now I’ve gone back to pick you up

And we ain’t making eye contact but this underlying tension wasn’t my intention

which I wanna try and mention but;

she still looks like she wants to hire

henchmen to pay me a visit

And all this silence is becoming like the tension so I leave it

Sometimes you just got to leave it

You don’t need no one

You don’t need no one

You don’t need no one

Could it be you?

Hauling me down?

You wrap your tiny arms around my neck, 'cause you understand that daddy’s

crying

See you can barely speak but unlike you’re mum, you can sense how bad he’s

trying

I’m not up to the task of fathering you

And dealing with these feelings I’m harbouring too

Sometimes your situation’s harder than you and you can’t argue it through but I

can’t do it

Who even said I’d be up for this?

She signed me up for this

I knew what could become of this

I never wanted none of this

What, I should expect my life now to be bleak?

I still wanna spend nights out every week

I don’t want your lifestyle to be peek but its not fair, i’m not allowed to be

weak

We make mistakes, there’s no disgrace in this

But now we’re two hopeless kids raising kids

Down for life like we’re facing bids

But that’s what its like when you’re raising kids

Could it be you?

Hauling me down?

You don’t need no one

You don’t need no one

You don’t need no one