These Shoes Is there anybody out there Who can lend a girl a hand Cuz I thought I had it figured out Had every detail planned I knew right where I was going But now I'm no longer sure So I'd love some help from someone Who's been in these shoes before Where my mind had once been clear A mass of broken thoughts now rest They were put there by the haters With the malice in their chests Why some people just critique for fun I never will be sure Wanna take these shoes and run away Until my legs are sore Gotta flee from them Those people who just keep bringing me down But it's impossible to hide In the confines of this small town Got one foot in and one out Which way is right? I can't be sure If you were in these shoes, you'd know That I am baffled to the core So much pressure put today Upon the youth of this great land To become something important Based on what their parents planned I've let everyone's opinion impact me Of that, I'm sure Now I know that I don't want To wear these damn shoes anymore