My Life
I am scared to look at life beyond now
It is time to cut my flesh so it can take a vow
To never let a piece of metal
Defy becoming the devil
For I have let becoming a lady
Stop me from tending to my heart that’s achy
And have placed my soul in the hands
Of someone who stands beside me and chants
I hate you but love you tenderly
That’s something that stays in my memory
Fighting to live the ultimate life
Comes down to burglarizing
The one person I can look in the face and apologize to
I am on fire while being displayed on a barbeque
I am nobody as of right now
But in church I am Gods’ child somehow
I do not deserve all the pity
For I cannot help that I was not born pretty
And that knife that’s embedded in my throat
Was put there for me to gloat
The one place I need to be is off of earth
I am going to put my existence in reverse
My last result is to die
It’s time to go to heaven to testify
Why my bed should be placed in the sky
I am uncertain what it means
To have dreams
I am stuck in this body
And I am really sorry
I am tired of crying
I would rather go hiding
That cross is where I belong
I am scared to look at life beyond now
But this time I am ready to vow
To death with that gun placed on my head
But do not worry my story can be read.
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