misconceptions of judgment casted without perception
or direction to judge them, I’m basking in misperception
of camouflaged, cold ,and lifeless pedals torn practically off the rosebud
she a mirage of unrighteous lies that medal honorably an chose 2 love
a stone hearted female species that was troubled some
all alone she started to inhale pieces of trouble as it come
having debris forming clots like knots in her tongue
And she’s torn by her pops an thought to tell no one
Mother? oppressed an obsessed with crystal meth
Even her brother possessed in physical death
How could they comfort a child’s deepest confessions
An how would she come forward to profile secret transgressions
About a piece shit father you molested his daughter
Or a leech of a brother who prostituted his 12 yr old sister
Traded her to older men to feed the demon of addiction
Maken her grow colder by the week, dreaming of affection
Reaching for parental guidance of some sort
Seeking identifiable remnants for comfort an support
But every memory neglectfully tainted
stuck, buried, an painstakingly painted
portraits displaying her innocence victimized
Co-prates satisfying there indulgence without compromise
her eyes no longer disguise the lies bottled up inside
unfair sky’s wronged her and she replies “god why?”
*don’t cry lonely girl when u feel all alone
I know times get rough when u aint got no home
Especially when u aint got no family of your own
You was left to fend for yourself before you where grown
An they expect for you carry such a heavy stone
Asking ”where’s god when gristle meets the bone”
I promise you if there ain’t one you still not alone
his sand prints well help me guide you home
so don’t cry lonely girl cause you no longer alone*
hater or atheist cuz I believe in the creator
taker of sapiens an maker of latitude across the equator
not an instilled image of a Caucasian father of Christ
rather rot an spill the vintage before im caught praising an altered device…
actually I practically feel exactly like Ashley
unusually at easy to deal with humanity rationally
Im used to, being used too…my knuckles bloody purple an bruise
i used to refuse to see the truth just like you
but a change of heart was born from a cell
was estranged from a part of my unborn brain cells
being confined to countless time opened my mind
was seeing blind now the curtains wide hoping to find
why god exists yet lets kids die from cancer
I ‘ma lightning rod so god cant miss striking me down for the answer
I been through to much to touch a blood rush
My sin grew to such an extent my back flush
Against the end the road my cards fold
immense pressure blend with the cold, so im told
but the only point of view I relate too is pain
lonely girl the only homie that know me to keep my tips stained
with hashish in search of peace in a wilderness of deceased
death in the flesh no church mesh can filter this uncensored release
they’ve unleashed beast from the belly of starving potential
brave enough to speak against the meek from carvings of pencil
*don’t cry lonely girl when u feel all alone
I know times get rough when u aint got no home
Especially when u aint got no family of your own
You was left to fend for yourself before you where grown
An they expect for you carry such a heavy stone
Asking ”where’s god when gristle meets the bone”
I promise you if there ain’t one you still not alone
his sand prints well help me guide you home
so don’t cry lonely girl cause you no longer alone*
as the lead harden the pencil I sharpen the mental
let me go head an start where I left off not that im forgetful
its sad but true lonely Ashley gave me the blues
thought I had it bad till she opened up like a bottle of booze
revealing how her father incested and mother never believed
peeling her daughters heart from the chest like a necklace snacthin thieve
Ashley began to convince herself it was happening
But daddy ran into the wrong fence and she wasn’t imagining
Chester molested another girl who chose not be victim
Her aggressor arrested and the courts rose to convict him
Behind the bars and bricks karma hit like a ton of dicks
Time scars but never forgets and her brothers next on the list
Who was just as, if not more sicker than the ones who dicked his sis
What goes around comes full circle an back around to you
Goes to show her bro is now found with his draws around his ankles too
In some cell on some block getting cock
on the clock every hour on the dot
whether theres a god or not
the weather wont stop till you pay for every drop
theres only two things that I know for sure
everything finds it way back around and death with no cure
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