Through It

by Jiggy.brill

May 28, 2016

I've been through it lately

I've been through the pain

Battling heartache in the same pace

As losing love

Doves turning into crows

And I take the same breaks as Curtis Blow

So forgive me

I've been through it lately

I've been self-conscious

Moreover death-conscious

The secrecy stays the same

And who might they hang for that

The exact opposite of what they paint me as

And the exact opposite of what you wanted me to be

So forgive me

I've been through it lately

And my momma has too

Because she's been worried about us and our future

So I guess we start to wondering too

And these days everybody's acting funny

So shady

No sunshine in these parts

So if you never see a smile on my face

Just forgive me

I've been through it lately

And we've been through it lately

Because when the conversations turn to arguments

You grab your letters and run with them

We should have a moment of silence ...

No letters have yet to come

No words have yet to form

All it took was practice

But you start over reacting

When there's no reaction

What's done cannot be undone

As far as what's said

Well there was nothing there anyway

So forgive me

I've been going through it lately

And lately my words are like a discectomy

So I dissect anybody that's really trying to get next to me

I don't deal with my insecurities

I brush them off

I turn them into a mean mug

That mean mugs

Just to give them a mean tug

So if there's bad blood between us

Forgive me

I've been through it lately

I can feel the pressure

Even when you can't feel the heat

As the temperature rises

The air gets populated with my diffidence

And the lies you told broke our alliance

Way to break the silence

Way to break the guidance

Way to break the appliance to our love

What a way for it to be your "highness"

What a way to keep me inside and defiant

What a way to break a beat in time

Its as if it was by design

So if I'm down and start to cry

Forgive me

I've been through it lately

So now

I feel like we're on a first name basis

So if I call you Thianar

I don't mean for you to feel so disrespected

But these days have been so hectic

And you left me feeling neglected

And to think my dad was suppose to be my protection from life

It came way too early

And you let it flourish

So if I seem flushed and blatant

Forgive

I've been going through it lately

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