Sometimes I find it hard being me
Others I think it might be easier being you
I find myself wondering what it’d be like walking in your shoes
Then I think, you would be like me
Lost in my shoes
We trade paths to see each others views
Nothing new
Just now I know what its like to be you
Hence you understand what its like to be me
Individually we had no clue
Together we found our way, through
Now its like we wear the same pair of shoes
ainthavinit 