Look Into Yourself
Dancing in shoes that suffocate and bruise
Leaving your toes with an aching burn
Fire never screamed so loud before
I thought your flesh would burn
I guess the air used it as light, those stage lights were blinding
I wanted you to say something
Anything that would give me inspiration
But only your face spoke to me
It said the attention felt so good you decided to ignore the pain
It dug a hole so deep instead of listening to yourself
Your ears heard static syllables
You were singing a song but I could not relate
I was too busy trying to escape from the poisonous gas
That came from your throat
It was killing my dream of ever being loved for my mind
You see, I’m trying to melt these chains
This world has locked them so tight
I don’t want to be looked at as someone’s toy
Easily broken and misused
Treated like a fetish only until something new comes along
You know, singing those same verses
They seem to hunt so many
Because they follow the same characteristics that abuse and misuse
You would think that dirt stains were something you would wash off
And be too shameful to show, but no
It’s something that you love to flaunt
Desired by damaged minds
You inspire thoughts that shred lives
Terminate the value of a wedding ring
And scar good hearts that used to cherish
Now they wear bandages of insecurities
Wrapped in many reasons on why they don’t want to be bothered
You wear that mask
Sometimes it scares me to look
You seem to have so much pride
You forgot the cries
The struggles to be released from them snakes
Always lurking somewhere breaking the breaths
Of those who fought but could not break free
You've worn it for so long
You don’t realize or bother to even take it off
Children know every chime of your song
And listen to it before they go to sleep
Knowing every hymn filling their minds with bad advice
Before they even got a chance to clearly know what’s wrong from right
Words with a beat sung with notes that sink into our ears
And whisper these things that stay on repeat
Does nothing but cause more teenage pregnancy and HIV
Some pretend like theirs no such thing sweep it underneath the rug hidden
But the smell is so foul you would have to not breathe to not tell
Look into yourself! apparently something must be wrong
If the only thing you seem to have wisdom about is what happens
Behind closed bedroom doors
Realize and hear the cries of an aching body being destroyed
When will you stop entertaining your demons and posing for the flashy lights?
They blind your eyes every time you force yourself to smile
When will you stop robbing yourself of every strand of dignity?
When will you stop lying?
Thinking that you got the popularity vote because you can hit a high note
No, the cameras are always too focused on your bosom
Telling the world what you represent and what you are not afraid to show
They give prostitutes and bad rep but the only difference between
Them and you are the videos and the sold concerts
Selling the same package wrapped in gift wrap
With a golden ribbon sold in stores
Telling everybody this is what you want and who you should want to be
You go and put on your makeup
Your heels your outfit
Sing your soul out to your demons
Who want to see you strut around a stage
Showing your secret temple, yelling, screaming, shouting your name
Like they knew you from birth
When will you stop and start helping me melt these chains?
You keep tightening them aren’t you tired of being their camera slave?
Look into yourself and find the strength to inspire minds
And not destroy the value of what was created to produce life
But no matter what you do I still will continue to melt these chains
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