A Mother's PortrayalMother: You’re my little angel, can’t you see? You’re beautiful hair so free and beautiful to me What beautiful eyes with deep brown tint And full and rich lips, so know you were heaven sent. To me, my angel, let the choirs preach! You’re mine to keep for eternity.A Mother's Portrayal
Daughter: Don’t look at my negatives There are too many to name;
Like a monster inside has been set free to the flame. You claim that you love that you love me, But can’t you see? You keep me chained up in this house To be your slave, all for free. &n
A Field Full of AshesI will always be alive and secure And I will always want revenge for what you’ve done. I remember that faithful day well. You offered peace but gave them hell instead. They were killed by you and you were happy to please; Strapping that bomb to your back and kissing the world goodbye. You left this world a coward and left behind A field full of ashes for the world to see.A Field Full of Ashes
I ChooseI won’t falter, Not because I can’t But I won’t The life I hold is neither keen or callous But motionless and silent I choose to do what I believe No matter if the consequences are harsh or Gentle I choose to write, Not by force But by will I choose my friends, Not by what they think But by what I think I listen to the music I like, Not because my friends said toI Choose
But because I like it I am who I am , Not because my mom told me who to be But I molded myself into what I wanted to be
Meaningless DisguiseFor all the thingsMeaningless Disguise
I can not hide I always see
A cheap disguise. Right through you I see And will always be The only one To see you bleed. Be there for me And hear me sigh The same way I have realized. Don’t cry for me In years you’ll see The meaning of my words I preach
no reason really
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