The Unknown Rose
One day as I was walking I saw this little girl
She looked so hurt but was as beautiful as a pearl
I asked her, "What's Wrong?"
She held her head low and said, "Nothing."
But in her tone there was a different song
So I took a seat next to her and said,
"You see we only see the outside because for you the inside is too deep
You pretend to celebrate tenacity when in reality
You wouldn't care because your blind to the world
Afraid to show your ignorance in society not knowing that it's a beautiful bliss
And the curiosity being answered is like a soft tender kiss saying, "It's ok nobody's perfect."
But in society today nobody feels as though it's worth it
So I'd rather be insignificant like dust
Enjoying the sights that the world has given me not my city
Even though I rep the 850 I wish to get away careless like a butterfly on a summer day
Because bodies are dropping like flies and all my old homies on 'Molly' wanting to die
And it seems like everything is getting worst in time
But like I've said before ignorance is the key and its taken its course
Maybe I'm that little girl
So hurt by society lies and the back stabbing negativity of the people who I once thought loved, cared, and believed in me
They only tolerated me
You see we all aren't as happy as we claim to be
In their eyes I'm the black sheep but they're not as white as they portray to be
So they ridicule like critics and hypocrites with nothing to teach
All yelling at once, "You'll never make it there that's a dream to far for your reach!"
Not knowing that I am a rose and no matter what they say I'll grow from this concrete
I told her straight up they'll tell you fibs, "Man I was joking, it didn't mean anything." But really it did
Because behind every joke is a little piece of seriousness and behind every lie is some truth
So don't trust it when they say, "I'm playing with you."
Then, I realized I am that little girl afraid holding her teddy bear
I once in a while catch myself asking my deceased grandad is he still there
Depression and autophobia sinking their ways in to my deepest thoughts
Because for you I'm never good enough
But now I see why they say human eye isn't so keen
Because in your eyes you'd see so much less
Little do you know I am truly a mess
All you'd see is a pretty smile and not this broken child
I told her, "People like us we spread positivity
Just a little prickly
Not even able to set ourselves free
A wall flower beautiful and in the shadow
And my damaged peddles have taken me far but that little girl remains in my heart
And some times I feel as though god is holding her tight saying, "Young girl it'll be alright."
So I keep pushing
Making myself as blind as love
Hoping one day that little girl will be as free as a dove
And maybe one day I'll have the courage and forgiveness to look down at those cracks
And say, "Hey you've scarred me but it's okay."
As bitter as a lime
I would like to lie and pretend I no longer hold the grudge of a hollow heart
Pretending that those damaged peddles never bothered me from the start
But learning to love them endlessly
I can't hold the weight on my shoulders for eternity
So I forgive
Cause Lord knows after I die I want to live
So until then I'll hide in the shade of autophobia making me afraid
Egotistical, isolation, drugs, alcohol and low self-esteem
So many unwanted intruders all trying to claw their way through my wall
Yes they're all
Thinking this is sad just like you
But I am nonchalant to say this life
Stop trying to be my knight and shining armor
Because I am not Cinderella and never do I want to be
I am not a princess
I do not need saving
I am a queen
You'd look at me crazy but I like to think of myself as a female king
I can be whatever I want to be
Can you define 'Pharaoh'
King of two lands
I know one day I'll be grand
See you've looked at my damaged peddles and secrecy as a sign of help
But knowingly I've put up a "NO help wanted" sign
I told that little girl, "I can here the sorrow I don't have to look in your eyes
Life loves to kick us down
And it seems as though society doesn't want to see us get up but I refuse to stay down
The little girl has finally held her head up and looked me in the eyes
Her story so strong similar to mine
She's gotten my message
And even though she knows negativety will sweep through like dust in the desert
She reads my words to the world like they're treasure
I know she's okay now
A beautiful little girl
Her heart big as Texas
I'll show her love forever
This is for you Alexis.
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