(4 Bar Intro)

(Chorus x2)
Harder for me,
What’s easy to you,
Oh,
Harder for me,
Simple things that you do,

Harder for me,
What’s easy to you,
Oh,
Harder for me,
Simple things that you do,

You vision existence so simply,
Internally how can you see,
It’s harder for me,


(1st Verse)
Impossible to explain...
How junctions can alternate in the functioning of his brain,
Felt proud to be dissimilar; which can instantly change into distain,
For his name and the silhouette of his frame,
In this pain he’s; constantly swimming in a river of thoughts,
Every second feels a minute or more,

He tries to vision how they see him,
Always an excuse or some reason not to be like every other human being,
No relationship has lasted seems a shadow is constantly overcasting,
They aim to rise above or push past him,
Seems this circle of intention leaves more than just a feeling of suspense,
As if they wish he would commence with his suspension,

He feels tension in each instance;
Met at a similar length of distance,
Approached by folks who’s focus is to spin once in the height of conversation,
Though he may display to ‘em great patience,
They focus on the fact he’s too late;
So no we can’t relate,
Despite the fact that one may bring harm to a calmer state,
They revel in the fact that I suffer and call it Karma mate!

(Chorus)
Harder for me,
What’s easy to you,
Oh,
Harder for me,
Simple things that you do,

Harder for me,
What’s easy to you,
Oh,
Harder for me,
Simple things that you do,

You vision existence so simply,
Internally how can you see,
It’s harder for me,

(2nd Verse)
Seems their mission is to beat a man,
Who’s only plan has ever been to find a way to beat hunger or gain an understanding….
But it seems in a single instance their convinced he lives with lists of his convictions,
For the shade of his complexion forces him to live life in a certain light,
Might not make errors but prepared to make corrections,

What a way to exist;

In his world it’d be simple just to blame em,
But for some reason feels cradling his cranium the same as when a person has accepted that their unprotected fate requires a strangers help to provide change in a form of whatever mate,
Wishing to elevate as if I call a lift and this Mechanical Operator just thinks of it...


(8 Bar Interlude)

(Chorus)
Harder for me,
What’s easy to you,
Oh,
Harder for me,
Simple things that you do,


You vision existence so simply,
Internally how can you see,
It’s harder for me,